Chapter 997

When he came to think of this, the jealousy in his heart was completely

aroused.

The fact that she could let Karl know who she was, but always faced

him with a mask, made him jealous.

So Karl was one of “them” and he was just an outsider?

It's infuriating! He really wanted to rip open her mask, but, for now, he

could only endure it.

Joyce pushed Luther away and walked out of the kitchen.

Luther caught up with her, "Wait, I have something for you."

Joyce sat down on the couch and looked up, "What's that?"

From his pocket, Luther took out a cloth bag. He opened it up, and from

it he took out a silver pendant.

He went to Sanmon Antiques today. He had previously asked Mr. Ward

to restore the silver pendant Joyce had been wearing since she was a

child, and to make a new silver pendant with the same pattern for him.

He had wanted to keep the original pendant and give the replica to

Joyce first.

But today, after knowing that Silversword was the emblem of the Hurley

family, he decided to put the original pendant on Joyce, directly.

Because, after Mr. Ward's fine restoration, the pendant looked very

different from when Ms. Armstrong it gave him.

The Silversword pattern was very clear.

"What is this?" Joyce looked at the pendant in his hand and asked

suspiciously, "An antique?"

The pendant looked somewhat old, certainly not a new one.

"Right. It's for you. Here, let me put it on you." He approached her and

reached out to try to wear it for her.

She didn't seem to recognize that it was her own pendant. After all, it

was more than twenty years ago, and normally one could not

remember what happened in her childhood that much.

She might not remember.

"Wait, why am I wearing such a weird thing? Did you buy it?" Joyce

leaned back to avoid him.

"Don't refuse. It's just a silver pendant. It's not expensive, but very

precious.” He pressed her shoulder to keep her from shrinking back.

Then he put the silver pendant on her, “Don’t move. I'll adjust the length

for you."

Joyce resented his almost coercive behavior.

However, for this silver pendant, she again has an inexplicable sense of

familiarity and she did not really repulse it.

"What the hell is this? There's a weird pattern on it." She frowned.

He carefully helped her adjust the length of the pendant. His handsome

face was infinitely close to her, and his hot breath was sprayed on her

ears.

The long eyelashes, in the warm yellow light, cast a beautiful silhouette.

Occasionally, his affectionate eyes would glance at her.

It melted her heart.

His long, slender fingers, slightly cool, inadvertently and gently rubbed

the back of her neck and her slightly hot skin, and she could not help

but shiver slightly all over.

She took a deep breath and controlled her heartbeat, as well as her

breathing.

However, her heart was still racing and her breathing was still

disordered.

Finally, he wore it for her.

Holding her thin shoulders, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good.”

He said softly, but looked more serious than usual, "Remember, you

must, must not take it down. Do you hear me?"

"Oh."

As if somehow compelled by him, she froze and nodded her head.