Chapter 605

After Luther was gone, Juanita asked in surprise, "Is he living in Eden

Apartment? With you?!"

Joyce's long eyebrows furrowed. She also did not expect Luther would

say something like this, and it was really a headache.

Joyce did not say anything, so that was pretty much just the truth. She

was then even more surprised, "So Boss does not live in his own

mansion and live in a tiny single apartment with you! Wow, only an

extraordinary man could have such extraordinary ideas. It's not

something I can understand with my 1Q."

“It's not like that." Joyce rubbed her brow and said with a headache,

"He said that after losing his memory, he couldn't sleep elsewhere, but

only in my apartment, so ... forget it, he can just live there if he likes the

place. I can always move out again.

"Joyce, after Boss lost his memory, did you mention to him what

happened between you before?"

Juanita asked tentatively.

"No." Joyce shook her head, "What he should know, he knows. The

parts of his memory that are missing, Casey and Aaron must have

reported to him. Not many people on the outside knew about his

memory loss after the car accident. He hides it so well that people don't

feel it."

“No, I mean, the things that are private between you and him. Things

that neither Casey nor Aaron could possibly know. Things that even I

don't know. Have you ever talked to him about those?" Juanita simply

said what was on her mind.

Joyce pursed her lips and breathed a sigh of relief, "No."

"Why?" Juanita did not understand. In her opinion, Luther must have

feelings for Joyce. Even if he had an amnesia, he still had the body

memory about her. He would be jealous and angry for her, he would

take care of her, and he would love her.

Even when he knew about what Shelly had done to Joyce, Luther did

not take sides. He did not help his sister and have her detained. He had

done enough.

"He'll believe me if I just tell him?" Joyce gave a sarcastic laugh.

In his eyes, and back again, she was a purposeful and scheming gold-

digging woman. How ridiculous.

"How will you know if you don't try?" Juanita was noncommittal.

She felt that both of them were too passive. They were used to hiding

their feelings, and neither of them would say it easily.

“Never mind, let's not talk about that. Don't you forget, next Saturday,

he's getting engaged to Charlotte.”

Joyce picked up the cup, took a few sips of hot water and put it down

again. She did feel a little irritable.

"Yes, I almost forgot. Charlotte and the baby in her belly are the key to

the problem between you. Hey, it's so hard.” Juanita heaved a sigh.

After all, she could not get around Charlotte.

Shelly almost killed Joyce's child. But they could never do this kind of

thing to harm Charlotte's child.

"I asked you to stay with me tonight because I want to discuss with you

about Charlotte." Joyce looked serious and said word for word,

"Juanita, I only trust you. I may have to spend the next few days in the

hospital, and there are some things I can only ask you for."

Juanita stepped forward to hold Joyce's hands, her eyes revealing an

unprecedented determination, "You can just treat me as your own

sister. I will do everything I can to help you!"

"Thanks." Joyce expressed her emotion and gratitude. What more

could one ask for when she could have such a thoughtful friend like

Juanita?