NovelEnglish"How do you know these details?" Joyce frowned.
Christian ruffled his forehead hair and said with panache, "Naturally | will find a way."
Joyce pursed her lips, "Since you were able to find out so much yourself. | have nothing to reveal. Letdown just there. Thank
you. Take care."
"Don't rush, beauty." Christian suddenly reached out and quickly grabbed one of Joyce's hands, "The Dragon family would not care
about the background of a Mrs. Dragon. Do you want to consider me?"
"Let go!"
Joyce was also startled when her hand was suddenly wrapped in his large palm.
Almost instinctively she tried to shake him off.
"Don't move around. I'm driving, it's dangerous. Do you want the car to be wrecked and the two of us to be a pair of lovebirds from
hell?" He laughed wickedly and wildly and just wouldn't let go.
Joyce felt exasperated.
"Nuts!" Joyce glared at him fiercely. But she didn't dare to disobey him too much. The person beside him looked crazy. She could
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtnot see what was in his mind but he just seemed to be able to do whatever he wanted.
Christian pressed her hand firmly and smiled smugly.
"I'm serious. When you divorce him, consider me."
"Oh, even if the world's men died out, it would not be your turn." Joyce retorted nonchalantly, "Besides, can't you live without
someone next to you? It's nice to be alone and free."
"You're hurtingtoo much with that comment." Christian flattened his thin lips, his expression pretending to be aggrieved.
Joyce didn’t buy this and snickered, "You didn't mean it in the first place when you said it."
"Haha, too funny. Luther gave you up to marry Charlotte, that's a real waste."
"Wait, didn't you go to school? The metaphor is not right. It would be a waste when something valuable falls into the hands of
someone who doesn't know what they're doing." Joyce turned sideways to look at him, "Con, I'll teach you. I'd like to describe
it like this. For example, I'm with you, that's what | call a waste. This is the exact analogy. Ok?"
Christian was so disliked by her that he did not know what to say, feeling that he had lost face today. This woman was really
relentless.
"Mister, it's tto let go." Joyce took the opportunity to shake off his hand.
Christian frowned deeply before he could speak.
At that moment, the alarm suddenly sounded in the sports car. It was not sharp, but there was one beep after another.
Christian looked suspiciously at the dashboard, which surprisingly lit up with a row of yellow signals that he couldn't read.
"It's a tire pressure alert. Tire pressure is unstable, pull over quickly to the emergency lane." Joyce glanced at it and said with a
serious look. She was a connoisseur when it cto cars.
Christian slammed on the brakes, slowed down, and finally cto a smooth stop in the emergency lane.
Joyce and Christian both opened the door and cdown to check the condition of the car.
And they saw the right rear tire was now almost flat out.
"A flat tire." Joyce shrugged with a look of regret.
"Damn it!" Christian kicked the tires hard. He took a beautiful woman out for a ride and thought it would be a super luxury run, but
now he got a flat tire. Shon you.
He took out his cell phone and was ready to call his men and have them cto fix it.
Joyce stopped, "You drove the car to such a remote place, and when they arrive to fix it, it will be midnight already."
She said as she opened the back cover of the car, "There is a spare tire, just change it."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"lI don’t know how." Christian stretched his hands in a helpless gesture.
Joyce gave him a blank look, "I don't expect you to. | will."
After saying that, she took out the jack and spare tire from the trunk and put it on the ground.
Just as she was about to change the tire, her cell phone rang.
She looked at the screen and it was Luther looking for her.
She hesitated. Should she take it?
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