NovelEnglishJoyce sat in the room, dazed for a while, and looked up to see that Justin hadn't left yet.
She slowly raised her eyes, "Excuse me, | want to be alone. Please, you can leave now."
Justin's thin lips lightly pursed, and his throat rolled up and down. He wanted to say something, but finally thought better of it.
He hesitated to tell Joyce that his broken legs two years ago were not actually Joyce's responsibility, but ...
Joyce carried this guilt and responsibility for him for two years in silence.
And he, too, had only recently learned the truth of the matter.
At this moment, he hesitated and retreated.
If she was told the truth, she would stay even farther away from him and she would by no means accept him.
He was torn inside for a long tbefore he spoke, "Okay. I'll go back first; you get srest."
He leaned over, picked up her phone, entered his phone number, and dialed his own cell phone.
"This is my current cell phone number. If anything happens, be sure to call me."
The atmosphere today told him it was not the best tto talk to her in detail about the past.
Joyce nodded gently as she picked up her phone.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLooking at the unfamiliar phone number, she noted the n"Justin".
The first tshe looked through the address book, she had saved his phone number, and the note read "Justin". In the days of his
disappearance, she dialed the number countless times, and she could still remember it clearly.
She froze for a long time, then deleted his past number.
Today, she instinctively noted it as Justin Henderson instead of just Justin.
Since when had Justin becmore and more blurred in her mind? Now in her mind, from tto time, the figure of Luther would
cup, lingering.
Justin looked despondent and turned to leave the room, gently closing the door behind him.
He was gone for a long time, and she did not notice that, still dazed.
Tonight, Jacqueline caught her in the act and brought her down in one go. She never wanted to stay with the Warner family. It did
surprise her how they had gone through all the trouble of getting rid of her.
She felt so bad in her stomach.
It just occurred to her that her pregnancy was revealed just as the banquet began tonight.
She later followed Justin out and left.
Throughout the night, she didn't eat anything at all.
Now her stomach was hungry and she felt nausea.
She stood up and walked over to the coffee table. Using the hotel's phone, she dialed the front desk and ordered a porridge to be
delivered to her room.
And she had no idea how long it took.
Outside the room, there was a knock on the door.
She thought, "It must be the hotel attendant coming to deliver dinner. So she walked up and opened the door.
To her surprise, and the moment she opened the door, she almost froze in place.
It was actually Luther.
Joyce's eyebrows furrowed, "How did you know | was here?"
Luther was carrying an environmentally friendly paper bag that appeared to contain several boxes.
His slender figure brushed Joyce's thin shoulders and walked straight into the room without asking for her permission.
He placed the paper bag on the coffee table, and then his keen eyes surveyed the suite and walked around, opening each door and
looking inside. Like a room check.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJoyce knew him well enough to know what he was looking for, and coldly returned around, "Justin has long left."
Luther's taut, handsface eased a little.
"You still haven't answered me, how did you know | am here?" Joyce half-questioned.
"Do you forget? Since the last tyou were kidnapped, you have a positioning system installed in your phone." He said back
indifferently. Originally, he didn't want to use the locator, after all, she had her own privacy, but she wouldn't say where she was.
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