Chapter 517

At this moment, his brain was confused and chaotic.

Her bright obsidian eyes seemed like an endless sea. She looked

straight into it and could not see the bottom.

These days, he had also thought about the whole thing over and over

again and really couldn't remember anything. But he thought, since he

had already filed for divorce with her, he must have made the decision

to leave her. Of course, he still wondered why he would default to the

30-day divorce cooling-off period, since as a matter of fact, he could

always find a shortcut, and the divorce would be just a matter of

minutes.

However, this time, no one could answer his doubts.

Jacqueline and Shelly both had a very strong animosity towards Joyce.

He could not ask anything from them. They said Joyce was scheming

and had cheated grandmother. So, no one knew what really happened

between him and Joyce.

He could only infer from the only clues available.

For example, they had filed for divorce and were in the waiting period.

For example, Joyce had moved out and they had lived in separate

places.

For example, Joyce was pregnant and the baby was definitely not his.

And all these signs indicated that his initial judgment was just right and

she was purposeful and scheming, and she must have used some

tricks to get close to his grandmother, gaining her trust and huge

benefits. His judgment was not wrong.

However, at this moment, he looked into her clear, watery eyes, and

had a moment of wavering.

The familiarity of her body and the strong desire to be close to her, and

the fact that he could only sleep peacefully in Eden Apartment, were

things he had no explanation for.

Joyce was tackled hard by him and could not move.

Danger loomed over her, and she didn't know exactly what he was

going to do. But she didn't want to show weakness either, and her eyes

looked straight at him without evasion.

After a long time, Luther finally resisted the urge of his body and slowly

let her go.

“You don't have to move out today. I'm not sleeping here tonight." He

said coldly.

In fact, only he knew, he was just afraid that if he stayed, he would lose

control. The woman in front of him, like a drug, had a deadly allure.

Joyce gathered her collar and was still on alert. He was so erratic, and

she couldn't figure it out what could be on his mind, and now that he

had lost his memory, his behavior was even more outrageous. It was

clear that he had said he was coming here to bed earlier.

"Keep the furniture for now.” He coughed unnaturally.

"The bedding has been changed, but what about the rest of my stuff?

Where did you put it all?" Joyce turned around and opened the cabinet

door, and began to look around.

The inside of the cabinet was divided and organized perfectly, and all

her things had been placed.

Luckily, not all her clothes were thrown away.

Luther looked at her closet with disdain, "With your astronomical

shares, you can't afford to buy decent clothes? Joyce, you have got the

money, is there any need to keep up the acting?"

In fact, back at the Warner residence and the mansion in the city, he

found many of her clothes in the closet, all custom-made, but she didn't

take any of them. This, too, made him confused. Money-worshipping

heartthrobs like her, shouldn't they all like these material things?

Famous brand clothing, luxury jewelry, limited-edition bags.

Joyce expressionlessly closed the locker door, not wanting to talk to

him more.