Chapter 427
You Hit My Heart
Then, naturally, they had sex and she gave him her first night.
She pretended to blush and lowered her head.
In fact, the whole process she saw was Joyce dragging Luther from the
water to shore, giving him artificial respiration, and her clothes were
torn apart by Luther and she was pinned beneath him... So that was all
she could say. She thought it was seamless.
Luther heard what she said. He remained expressionless but he
understood everything.
Charlotte said she saw someone struggling in the water and she went
down from the shore to save him, which is obviously very different from
the truth.
First of all, in order to escape, he leapt from the bridge at that time, and
after jumping into the Han River, he did not struggle in the water
because he was drugged and his consciousness was blurred.
Secondly, Rex saw with his own eyes the person who saved him clearly
jumped from the bridge.
It was impossible that someone jumped from the bridge to save him,
and Charlotte from the shore also got into the water to save him.
If so, Charlotte and the person who saved him must have met.
Obviously, Charlotte was lying!
At this moment, he could be sure that Charlotte was lying!
If Charlotte lied, then he didn't have sex with Charlotte at all. Neither
Charlotte's virginity nor the child in her womb had anything to do with
him. Understanding this, he suddenly felt extraordinarily light-hearted.
Charlotte saw Luther in deep thought, looking slightly serious, and she
suddenly got nervous. Did she say something wrong?
"Luther?" she called out to him softly.
Luther froze. Charlotte called him so intimately, making his heart recoil
even more. He thought of Joyce, who either never called him at all, or
simply yelled his name. Now, he suddenly wanted to hear Joyce call
him so intimately.
He forced himself back to his senses and asked, "Well, what's wrong?"
"I see you're lost in thought, what's wrong, what's the problem?"
Happiness came so quickly that Charlotte was inevitably a bit worried.
"No." Luther responded to her, thinking about what to do next to force
Charlotte to admit it, to show her the truth, and to end the tangle
between them for good tonight.
While he was thinking about it.
Suddenly his cell phone rang. He thought it was Joyce, and he
hurriedly picked up the phone, but it was actually Mr. Arnold calling
from the Warner residence.
Actually, since he suspected Joyce of using boomerangs, he had called
Mr. Arnold and told him to rummage around the Warner residence,
where Joyce used to live, and to call him immediately if he found
anything like that.
Could it be that Mr. Arnold had found something?
"Sorry, I'll take the call, it's my housekeeper." Luther explained to
Charlotte.
"Good." Charlotte smiled sweetly. It didn't matter who was calling as
long as it wasn't Joyce.
Luther stood up and walked over to the window and pressed the
answer button.
"Mr. Arnold, what is it?"
On the other end of the phone, came the strong voice of Mr. Arnold,
"Young master, when Joyce left, she took all her belongings with her.
Except for the clothes and jewelry you bought for her. I have carefully
searched through every piece of clothing. Unexpectedly, I found a
strange sharp object, somewhat like a V-shaped blade, in the crevice of
the closet.â