NovelEnglishThe more Joyce listened, the more her eyebrows tightened.
She clarified, "Mr. Henderson, you misunderstand me. | can't think that far ahead. I'm not sure about your relationship with Otis
and Luther. | simply feel that you are not the sas Otis. Not suitable. That's all."
"Huh. You sounded as if you knowwell." Justin sneered.
Joyce was stunned.
How could she not know him? She couldn't know him better. She had spent all the years of her youth with him.
She looked at him with glowing eyes, "Did Mr. Henderson ever go through something? From you, | can sense an unusual past. Why
do you have to target Mr. Warner?"
Justin snickered, "He killed my wife. Does that count?"
He violently crushed the thin porcelain teacup in his hand, and the tea was spilled all over the table. He was covered with a strong
aura of resentment, as if the weight of hostility was about to swallow everything around him.
This was the second tthat Joyce had heard Justin mention that.
She got up in a hurry and wiped the tea that had turned up in front of him with a tablecloth.
"The deceased has passed away, and if Mrs. Henderson knows what you did now, do you think she would be happy?" Joyce raised
her eyes and looked at him earnestly and sincerely.
At that moment, Justin was in a trance.
Such a tone and such a look... It was as if Joyce was now in front of him.
Yes, if Joyce was still around, she would not want to see him like this.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut, she was not there anymore.
What could he do? He could only live in hell.
His sexy thin lips opened slightly, closed, and opened again.
Just now Zora Knowles gave him just the sfeeling that Joyce could give.
In a trance, he almost wanted to call out Joyce's name, but in the end, he held back.
It was not her face, and it was not her voice. It was not her, not the girl he had been longing for.
He pushed her away violently.
He must not be compelled by her. Luther must have taken her as a substitute so they had such an ambiguous relationship. He
would never find a substitute, from the beginning to the end, he only loved Joyce, and this was not going to change.
"Ms. Knowles, stay out of things you shouldn't be in." His clear, moist eyes returned instantly to ice cold.
Joyce was pushed away by him and fell backwards on the seat.
She bit her lip in embarrassment.
"Mr. Henderson, you can't always live in the past. Please forget about it and start over."
"No." Justin coldly refused, "Don’t you tellwhat to do before you understand my suffering."
Without hate, he simply could not live.
Joyce looked at the obstinate Justin in front of her, and couldn't say a word.
She even had the urge to tell him that she wasn't dead.
However, the twas not yet right for her to do so.
She just thought that she must finish her business in the Capital as soon as possible and then tell Justin the truth to bring him back
to the right path. Things could not just go on like this.
This was not the Justin she knew anymore.
"Mr. Henderson ..." Joyce wanted to say something else.
Justin interrupted her abruptly.
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