Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 15

Luther started his Maybach and the car instantly lit up.

Joyce had already fastened her seat belt, and she was holding her forehead with one hand, showing

slight fatigue.

The limousine left in the dust, the neon lights speeding through from the windows of the car.

On the way home, Joyce began to talk about rules with Luther.

She sounded sleepy, "I did not expect what happened today, and there are still many things we should

talk about. First of all, since I have to sleep in your bedroom, please use another room for yourself

during this period. This way, grandma won't easily notice."

Luther held the steering wheel with one hand, resting the other on the window, his posture handsome

and neat.

His cold thin lips slightly hooked, he said disdainfully, "What are you worried about? Someone like you?

Do you really think that I can do that to you?"

At the word, Joyce subconsciously looked down at her chest. What could be wrong with her? She even

found it hard to buy underwear her size.

He followed her gaze and glanced at her.

At this time, the dim yellow light of the car reflected her face.

She was lazily reclining against the door, and the little hills on her chest got even more obvious. Then

he saw her slender waist. It was just so perfect that he could not even control himself.

Luther just felt his breathing tighten.

He looked like he was choking on himself, "Ahem."

Joyce didn't care about his mockery and continued.

"Second, you cannot interfere with my freedom, I will try my best to return to the house early every day

and spend some time with Grandma when I can."

"But there would be times when I do not make it to come back. I am a student after all."

She had her own business, Justin was about to have surgery, and she needed to be there for him.

"Hmm."

He sort of agreed.

"Third, I took a total of 800,000 from you. I will find a way to pay you back this money, here is the IOU."

Joyce finished and handed him a note that she had prepared earlier.

"What are you going to pay me back with?" He snorted lightly.

"It's going to be a little long, and I haven't graduated yet, but I'll definitely pay it back." Joyce pursed her

lips and continued, "As you know, I got into Professor Owens' automotive design and development

group as an intern, and will get a salary for my internship. If the design is shortlisted for an award, there

will be a substantial bonus. I will try my best."

The man next to her was not something she could afford to mess with.

She didn't want to have too much to do with him.

She also didn’t want to owe anyone anything anymore.

Luther did not say a word about it.

Money, how could he care? He tossed her IOU back to the rear seat.

It was just her approach that puzzled him. What was her plan actually? Is it some trick? Trying to

change his opinion first and then win him over?

He almost forgot how clever and tactful this woman could be, or how could she gain the favor of her

grandmother so easily.

"Woman, you better not play any tricks. Our marriage will be terminated at any moment."

Luther warned.

"You think too much. I came clean and just want to leave clean."

Joyce smiled faintly and simply closed her eyes to get some rest.

That said, Luther still felt uncomfortable for a while.

He said coldly, "Are you done? I also have two requests."

"Hmm." Joyce's voice grew soft.

"First, Grandma's needs must be met, and you have to be on call for anything related to Grandma."

"Good." She responded.

Luther continued, "Second, you and I during the marriage, are not allowed to have dealings with other

men or women. I hate women cheating on me."

For this, Joyce did not answer even after a while.

"Hey, did you hear that?" Luther was not pleased.

Joyce remained silent.

The car was appallingly quiet, and all he could hear was the sound of her even breathing next to him.

He glanced sideways, and it turned out she was already asleep. What was left on his mind was her

serene face and her beautiful neckline.

For a moment, it was as if time was frozen and the only thing left was this beautiful and quiet scene.

It seemed that she was really too tired.

He couldn't help but turn off the lights and slow down the car.