Chapter 638

Her words stopped abruptly.

Because her eyes rested on Joyce and couldn't move any further.

Today, Joyce wore no makeup, but her well-shaped lips were

extraordinarily red, which almost hurt her eyes. This was not the color

of lipstick at all. Her lips were red and swollen, which was caused by

repeated kissing and rubbing. No one could know about that any better

than she did.

Charlotte's eyes moved down along her neckline.

It was not just her lips, to her surprise. There were faint red marks on

Joyce's jaw, cheeks, ears, neck, and just everywhere. The marks were

clearly distinct and the color was bright! They must have been left on

her body not long ago.

More importantly, when she got a little closer. She could smell a

fragrance that definitely did not belong to Joyce. It belonged to a man!

It was Luther!

Luther did not answer his phone and he disappeared when the

engagement ceremony was about to begin. To her surprise, was he

with Joyce? And the two had done that kind of thing? Just before their

engagement ceremony?

Charlotte was so shocked. Endless anger came up and completely

overwhelmed her reason. How could she allow it that Joyce still had

sex with Luther just before her engagement? This was more than just

humiliation to her.

The last time Joyce and Luther stayed overnight in the Seaside Town

and were photographed by reporters in the morning. It was a blatant

provocation already when Joyce answered the phone for Luther.

Meanwhile, since she was hospitalized, Luther had not even visited her

once in the hospital.

For the big picture though, she gritted her teeth and bore it all.

However, she also heart that, when Joyce was hurt by Shelly and

hospitalized, Luther not only personally sent Joyce to the hospital, but

he also visited her the next day.

The stark contrast was driving her crazy.

It all dealt her no damage, but the humiliation was more than she could

take

Charlotte had never seen Joyce cry since the orphanage, so Joyce had

moved and kept Luther with her tears? Damn, every time she cried,

Luther was so indifferent, but he was soft-hearted when Joyce cried.

Was Joyce really different?

Things would be better if it had been Joyce who had cried and tried to

keep Luther around.

It would only be more frightening if Joyce cried because Luther forced

her to do something... If she begged, Luther would just get tired of her

sooner or later. But if it was Luther who would not let go, what should

she do then...

Charlotte was so angry, and her hand was trembling. She had been

holding back until now, and finally she couldn't hold back!

Joyce seemed to sense Charlotte's unusual mood and saw that

Charlotte kept staring at her neck. She realized that she had forgotten

to check herself in the mirror. She had just had sex with Luther, and

there must be a lot of marks on her now. Charlotte must have noticed

something.

Joyce thought for a while, took the divorce papers out of her bag,

flashed them in front of Charlotte and pulled out a reluctant smile, “The

paperwork is done. I don't know what you want from me. But you don't

have to worry, he and I are completely done with it. Have fun with your

engagement.”

"Huh."

Charlotte smiled coldly.

The divorce papers could no longer ease her intense anger now.

Nothing could stop her exploding emotions now.

She couldn't wait half a moment, and she didn't want to look for another

opportunity.

Right now, immediately, at this moment.

She wanted to make Joyce pay a huge price.

She threw all her worries behind her back.