NovelEnglishOn the other hand, Joyce was working overtat R&S Group.
Special Assistant Casey assigned her sextra work today, not something urgent, and she wondered why Casey had to ask her
to finish it on Sunday.
"Hi, | got you a mocha coffee." Juanita knew that Joyce was coming to the group and cover to keep her company.
Joyce looked up from the pile of documents and laughed, "What did you have to chere for on the weekend instead of staying
hand relaxing?"
"How boring it is to be at home? You know, I'm all alone in a rented apartment and usually have no one to talk to." Juanita ploped
down on the partition of Joyce's desk and curled her hair in boredom.
"You can go shopping." Joyce said as she sorted through the documents.
Juanita heard that and felt interested, "After you delt with everything, you go shopping with me, okay? I'll take you to eat
something really good. I've discovered a terrific Japanese restaurant.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJoyce shook her head regretfully, "I can't. There's no one at htoday, so | have to go back and cook for grandma." She looked at
her phone. It was already after three o'clock, and she hadn't finished her work.
She wanted to leave early, so she handed a thick stack of documents to Juanita, "Or else, you can help make scopies. | want
to finish work early and then make a trip to the supermarket for sgroceries."
"No problem." Juanita picked up the documents and walked to the office copier.
Joyce continued to bury her head in the piles.
At that moment, her phone suddenly rang, she took a glance, but it was Luther.
She hesitated and frowned slightly, but finally she pressed the answer button.
"Why aren't you replying to my messages?" On the other end of the phone, Luther's voice sounded very unhappy.
Joyce then remembered that he had sent her a message this morning and she had only looked at it and not replied.
"You leave a message, | read it and it will show read. That's the sassaying | have read it. Do | just have to reply to, like,
every message?" She felt it was childish to answer such a question from him.
"You..." Luther gasped, pausing for a moment before asking, "How's Grandma doing?"
"Can't you just call Grandma? Why do you have to ask me?" Joyce felt speechless. It was even harder to communicate with this
man over the phone than in person.
"Joyce, can you talk properly? | called my grandmother and no one answered!" Luther didn't know why he had to be angry, but he
was always distracted by her figure in his mind. He was away for a few days, but she seemed to be completely different, not even
bothering to reply to messages.
"Oh, maybe Grandma was asleep and didn't hear the phone ring. Grandma's spirits are getting better every day for the past few
days. The new medication is working well. Jamie said that Grandma's chest fluid has mostly subsided and the amount of pain
medication has now been cut in half. When | left this morning, Grandma was looking especially good." Joyce retorted.
"Where are you right now?" Luther's voice was a little unnatural. He wanted to call his grandmother and ask for Joyce, but she
wasn't answering her phone, which meant Joyce wasn't heither.
He was upset and kind of wanted to know her whereabouts. He was curious to know what Joyce was really doing. Could she be with
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsomeone else?
"I'm working late at the group!" Joyce said without good grace.
"Really?" On the other end of the phone, there seemed to be disbelief.
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