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.