"Joyce!" Luther was really angry, his handsome face was tense, Andres was also at home, in front of the children, he was already very much in control of himself, "What the hell do you take me for? You're sick and you're going to see Justin at night , have you ever considered my feelings?"
Joyce just took the car keys, she is an acute person, heard Bobby said Justin's situation, a moment of anxiety, but also did not think too much. Now look at Luther, who is blocking the doorway, and his hurt eyes.
She just realized the problem and explained a few words, "He was drunk and I was afraid something might happen."
Luther still can't understand, "He's so old, what can happen to him. You are too worried about him."
"No, three words can't explain it. I will come back and give you an explanation."
Joyce pushed him away and headed for the door.
Luther took her arm, "I'll take you there, you're not well enough to get tired again. Do as you're told."
Joyce hesitated for a moment, thinking of the careful care he had given her since she had fallen ill, "Okay."
Luther took her downstairs with him to the car.
"Emperor Hotel," Joyce opened the car navigation, she was not familiar with the roads of the Capital, like these places she had not been, she needed to use the navigation.
Luther glanced at the navigation, "I've been there, I know it."
After saying that, he stepped on the gas.
In less than half an hour, the car drove to the floor of Emperor Hotel.
As Luther was about to get out of the car, Joyce stopped, "Don't you go upstairs, I'll go alone."
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