Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1606 Entrust Him

Chapter 1606 Entrust Him

Luther shook his head and immediately denied this idea.

Absolutely impossible. The woman he knew died ten years ago.

Seeing Luther sink into thought, Joyce waited a moment and interrupted, "Did you think of something?"

"No." Luther shook his head again, "I was thinking, could the third party force be from overseas? If it's domestic, we can't possibly find no trace at all. To hide so seamlessly, the other party must also be highly skilled."

Joyce agreed, "Right, all their plans were well thought out. Their weapons and equipment were sophisticated and high-tech. It can be seen that in addition to power, they also have money and a strong background. I saw them at the top floor of the harbor parking lot, a man and a woman, unfortunately too far apart, I couldn't see their faces clearly. In any case, they gave me the impression of being vicious, mysterious and cruel."

"Otis must know who the other party is." Luther sneered coldly, "Now that Otis has fallen, they have nothing to gain and should no longer threaten us?"

"Unclear. Unless their original purpose was not aimed at Otis." Joyce brought the water from the coffee table to Luther.

"Have some water. You talked to Andres for so long. I can see you're thirsty."

Luther lay back and pulled her into his arms, "You feed me."

Joyce frowned slightly, "Drinking water, not medicine. Like a child. Andres doesn't even want me to feed him."

Although she said so, her hands honestly brought the glass to his lips.

"Drink quickly."

After Luther drank a few sips, he took the glass from her and put it back on the coffee table.

Suddenly he bowed his head, his tall body pressed down and captured her red lips, sending warm water into her mouth.

Joyce looked at him, her throat made a "gulping" sound, forced to swallow the water he fed her.

This man...

Luther's eyes turned up, an evil smile. He deepened the kiss, circling her waist and gradually pressing her under him for easier access to her kisses. He had wanted to do this for a long time.

Before, he had endured it for a long time because Anderson was in the room.

Every ordeal was like life and death, loss and recovery. When he woke up from surgery this time and did not forget her, he was already grateful.

The lingering kiss lasted a long time. By the time he released her, both of their breaths were in utter disorder.

Luther half lay down and held her tightly in his arms, his heart pounding for a long time, hard to calm down.

Joyce lay quietly in his arms. To be honest, from sending him to the hospital at dawn to holding an emergency press conference, she had been restless, and still felt unreal.

As if suddenly remembering something, she grabbed his left wrist.

Pulling up his sleeve, scars made with a knife tip, Joyce, were revealed on his arm.

Her eyes warmed, her voice choked, "You fool. What's this for? It will leave scars. It can never be erased."

Luther said faintly, "Afraid to forget you. You know, this is my greatest pain."

After a pause, he teased again, "Leaving scars is pretty good, carving you on my body for life."

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you forget me. This time is different from before. Everyone around knows about us. Apart from me, Anderson can also prove what happened between us. Don't you have confidence in yourself?" Joyce glanced at him angrily, pretending to be annoyed, "Afraid that after losing your memory, you'll fall in love with someone else?"

Luther immediately sat up, "How could that be possible? I would definitely fall in love with you again within a week."

Joyce laughed with a "puff".

"Then what are you worried about?"

Luther sighed, "I can't bear to lose the precious memories between us."

Then he whispered in her ear, lowering his voice, "And those precious days of intimacy, how unfortunate to forget."

"Go to hell." Joyce was slightly annoyed, "Not serious."

She patted his chest casually, talking nonsense.

"Ouch, it hurts." Luther pretended to frown, clutching the wound in his abdomen.

Joyce immediately became nervous, "Did the wound open up? Did I accidentally touch it?"

She hurried to sit up from his arms, "I'll call the nurse to check it out."

Luther pressed her down immediately, "No need. I'm joking. The wound didn't open. This opened up, needs comfort."

He pointed to his heart.

Joyce, "..."

This man was becoming more and more flirtatious, never being serious when speaking.

"If you don't speak properly, I'm leaving." She pretended to be angry, turning her face away from him. However, seeing him full of spirit and radiance, it seemed that there was nothing seriously wrong with him. Could Otis really just have bluffed them when he was at his wits' end?

She was a little convinced.

Luther smiled and held her in his arms, "Don't go. I'll speak properly."

"By the way, how is Justin?" He asked.

"No life-threatening for the time being. I called the hospital before coming. This afternoon he will be transferred to this hospital. This is the general hospital of the military area with better equipment and conditions. He still needs to stay in the ICU for a day. He can be transferred to the VIP ward only after completely ruling out infection."

"Oh." Luther supported his chin. It seemed that he could be hospital buddies with Justin. Staying in the same hospital, maybe even in adjoining rooms.

"This time Andres' matter, thanks to Justin's help." Joyce sighed, "Unexpectedly, he usually looks gentle, but at critical moments, his means are not simple. You didn't see him in the harbor parking lot, ramming two cars off the platform. It's hard to imagine he would do such a thing. I was stunned at the time."

Hearing Joyce praise Justin, Luther's handsome face was somewhat unhappy, "Hmph, in the financial circle, he has always been very capable, otherwise how could he acquire others? You don't understand him at all."

Joyce glanced at him sideways, "That's two different things. Can the business field and the battlefield be the same? I'm just saying. What, are you jealous?"

"Cough cough." Luther coughed lightly a few times and hugged her tighter, "Do I have reason to be? Jealous of him."

After saying that, he glanced at Joyce, feeling that through this incident, the barrier between Joyce and Justin would naturally disappear.

He suddenly thought of his nosebleed in the bathroom and the drug Otis gave him.

His mood dropped accordingly.

Although he was extremely unwilling, he had made such a worst plan in his heart. If he was really poisoned, if something really happened unexpectedly.

Justin was indeed worth entrusting, not to mention Justin's deep affection for Joyce over the years. Just Justin risking his life to protect Anderson this time, he was grateful. And it also changed his view of Justin.

It seemed that he needed to talk to Justin.

If it came to the worst, this was all he could do.

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