Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 560

Suddenly, in the midst of the severe pain, a scene crossed his mind. It was the target practice range, it was Joyce shooting, her shooting was unparalleled, and the result was 10.9 rings. Although the scene only crossed his mind briefly, he saw it clearly this time. The person in the picture was indeed Joyce.

"You've been to the target practice range?" He asked suddenly.

"Oh, you mean the Felix family's target practice range? Yes, you took me there once. You took me to get my gun permit then. What, you can remember that?" Joyce asked.

She was surprised that Luther could remember such a thing. Perhaps seeing her shoot the air gun just now stimulated some deep memory in his brain. Could it be that by repeating what happened in the past, it could help him recover his memory?

"Only this one thing comes to mind. Can't think of the others." Luther shook his head, his handsome face slightly distorted, and he looked still very painful. He could not remember much, but the headache was

even more severe.

He rested his head on her shoulder, propped his forehead on one hand, and closed his eyes tightly.

"Don't move, let me lean on your shoulder."

His weight fell on her body and she stiffened, not moving again.

Night fell, and the sky was getting darker by the minute.

The salty sea breeze blew in gusts, bringing the humidity of the evening and the incessant sound of rolling waves.

From a distance, they looked just like a couple, clinging to each other on the beach, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the falling curtain.

Luther's headache finally subsided completely and his face looked slightly better before the sky went completely dark.

Feeling the weight on her shoulder suddenly lighten, Joyce twisted her head around and asked him, "It doesn't hurt anymore?"

"Hmm." He nodded his head.

"We should go to dinner, we're already late, the restaurant is over there." Joyce pointed to a glass house built on the reef not far from the beach. It was brightly lit like twinkling stars. The two walked together towards the restaurant.

When they entered the restaurant, they found that everyone was sitting there waiting for something, no one dared to eat anything without permission. After all, the boss had not yet come. Joyce raised her wrist to check the time, and they were half an hour late. Were they just waiting for them with a hungry belly?

"Just eat up, don't wait for me."

Luther waved his hand gently and gestured for them to hurry up and start eating.

"Thank you, President!"

The group shouted in unison, and then they all stood up and split up for food in a flurry.

Today, the group had prepared a seafood buffet for them, and they had the whole restaurant on the first floor with a distant sea view. There were hundreds of kinds of food - king crab, sashimi, trout, champagne, and all kinds of high-class ingredients.

Luther took a seat next to the window, where he could see the sea and the starry night. It was quite a perfect scene.

He glanced at Joyce and spoke lightly, "Get me some food and a glass of champagne."

"Me?" Joyce looked around and reached out and pointed to herself, "You want me to get food for you?"

"Any question?" He raised an eyebrow.

Of course there was a problem! Why? Just now she had borrowed him her shoulder for more than half an hour, and now her shoulder was in pain. Why would he want her to bring him food? Didn't he have his own legs?

Joyce pouted her lips, dissatisfied, "Why, I ..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was already interrupted by Juanita.

"Boss what do you want to eat, I'll go get it for you." Juanita smiled so brightly that it was hard to refuse her.

"Just anything will do, thanks." Luther politely returned.

Juanita pressed Joyce back to the seat opposite Luther, "Our great designer, you've worked hard, so you will have to have a good rest. I'll go get you food."

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