Chapter 1057

The more Joyce listened, the more her eyebrows tightened.

She clarified, "Mr. Henderson, you misunderstand me. I can't think that

far ahead. I'm not sure about your relationship with Otis and Luther. I

simply feel that you are not the same as Otis. Not suitable. That's all."

"Huh. You sounded as if you know me well." Justin sneered.

Joyce was stunned.

How could she not know him? She couldn't know him better. She had

spent all the years of her youth with him.

She looked at him with glowing eyes, "Did Mr. Henderson ever go

through something? From you, I can sense an unusual past. Why do

you have to target Mr. Warner?"

Justin snickered, "He killed my wife. Does that count?"

He violently crushed the thin porcelain teacup in his hand, and the tea

was spilled all over the table. He was covered with a strong aura of

resentment, as if the weight of hostility was about to swallow everything

around him.

This was the second time that Joyce had heard Justin mention that.

She got up in a hurry and wiped the tea that had turned up in front of

him with a tablecloth.

"The deceased has passed away, and if Mrs. Henderson knows what

you did now, do you think she would be happy?" Joyce raised her eyes

and looked at him earnestly and sincerely.

At that moment, Justin was in a trance.

Such a tone and such a look... It was as if Joyce was now in front of

him.

Yes, if Joyce was still around, she would not want to see him like this.

But, she was not there anymore.

What could he do? He could only live in hell.

His sexy thin lips opened slightly, closed, and opened again.

Just now Zora Knowles gave him just the same feeling that Joyce could

give.

In a trance, he almost wanted to call out Joyce's name, but in the end,

he held back.

It was not her face, and it was not her voice. It was not her, not the girl

he had been longing for.

He pushed her away violently.

He must not be compelled by her. Luther must have taken her as a

substitute so they had such an ambiguous relationship. He would never

find a substitute, from the beginning to the end, he only loved Joyce,

and this was not going to change.

"Ms. Knowles, stay out of things you shouldn't be in." His clear, moist

eyes returned instantly to ice cold.

Joyce was pushed away by him and fell backwards on the seat.

She bit her lip in embarrassment.

"Mr. Henderson, you can't always live in the past. Please forget about it

and start over."

"No." Justin coldly refused, "Don't you tell me what to do before you

understand my suffering.”

Without hate, he simply could not live.

Joyce looked at the obstinate Justin in front of her, and couldn't say a

word.

She even had the urge to tell him that she wasn't dead.

However, the time was not yet right for her to do so.

She just thought that she must finish her business in the Capital as

soon as possible and then tell Justin the truth to bring him back to the

right path. Things could not just go on like this.

This was not the Justin she knew anymore.

"Mr. Henderson ..." Joyce wanted to say something else.

Justin interrupted her abruptly.