Chapter 551

Luther gradually woke up, this sleep was really comfortable.

After staying up almost all night yesterday and making a trip to the

Heath family in the morning, he was now very tired.

Only, in the past, he could never sleep in a car, not even for a minute.

He raised his wrist to look at his watch, and to his surprise, he slept for

two hours, and it was a deep sleep with very high quality. Now he felt

refreshed all over and bursting with energy.

He could have gone back to sleep if he hadn't faintly heard Joyce on

the phone.

"Who just called?" He sat up and snapped out of it, "What tomorrow?"

When he was sleeping, he heard Joyce mention something about

tomorrow.

"Oh, it's your phone. It's Charlotte calling.” Joyce handed the phone

back to him with a calm look, "You were asleep, so I answered the call

for you. She said she wanted you to go to the military hospital

tomorrow. I agreed and said that I would pass the word."

She found herself quite good at lying. She wasn't even flushing.

She didn't think that she would have such a talent.

"What? Who told you to agree?" Luther instantly looked displeased,

“I'm not a doctor, what can I do at the hospital?"

Joyce gave him a sidelong glance. His face was dark and gloomy. It

could not be that he was upset just because he just woke up and was

disturbed by the call, right?

What a difficult master to serve.

Luther retrieved his phone and put it in his suit pocket. He straightened

his collar and his tie and smoothed his hair. He was quite surprised that

he should have slept on Joyce's lap the whole way.

The most important thing was that he had been extremely strict and

picky about his sleeping environment, and he fell asleep on her body. In

the past, no matter how sleepy or tired he was, he could never sleep in

a car. In the same way, he tossed and turned in his own home and

couldn't sleep, but he could sleep soundly when he went to Eden

Apartment.

It's so weird.

At this moment, he even suspected that perhaps it was not the location

that allowed him to sleep so deeply. Rather, it was the person. Was it

because Joyce was beside him that he was able to sleep so well?

Was it possible? It sounded ridiculous.

But his body was honest and it seemed like it was really the case. It

was incredible.

Just as he thought about the whole thing, at this time, the bus slowly

stopped.

The driver turned his head around, stood up, bowed ninety degrees to

Luther, and said respectfully, "President, we are now at the seaside

town. Please get off at the front door.”

"Hmm." Luther responded.

The driver then said to everyone, "We have arrived, wait a minute, I'll

open the door and everyone can go off from the back door.”

Joyce listened to him and could not help but roll her eyes. This driver

was really quite snobbish. Everyone should get from the back door,

while the boss alone could have the front door.

After sitting all the way, she wanted to get up and move.

But, to her surprise...

She just exerted herself, she couldn't help but cry out in pain, "Oops ...

my leg..."

Luther had already stood up and heard her whimper, and asked with a

sideways glance, "What's wrong?"

Joyce looked at him with angry round eyes and questioned with a cold

face, "How dare you ask? You slept for two whole hours, all on my leg.

Now my legs are all numb, I can't feel anything, and I can't stand up at

all"

She complained as she began rubbing her numb legs.

It hurt, and it's numb. There seemed to be a burst of electricity passing

through her body, and she felt like a million needles were stabbing at

her back, and she could barely move. She gently wrenched her legs

apart, and just moved half a point, and then the pain was so bad that

she gritted her teeth.