You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 221

Luther turned to leave.

After a while, Joyce felt someone undressing her.

She turned back.

When she saw Luther's magnified, handsome face right in front of her, she resisted, "Why are you undressing me?"

"Do you want to keep your prison clothes on?" He said nonchalantly.

"Do not touch … Ah …" Because of the struggle, Joyce inadvertently pulled the wound on the back. A cracking sharp pain immediately sent through her body and tears flowed out of her eyes.

Luther frowned and held her firmly by the shoulders as he coldly reproached, "Don't move."

She felt a cold touch against her back which felt just like a pair of scissors, followed by a slight chill coming from her back, and she frowned, "Luther, what are you doing?"

"You can't take off your clothes the usual way, and the blood was dried and clotted. I'm afraid that it would hurt really badly if we just tear them apart. Now I am cutting your shirt with scissors, and then when we are taking care of your wound we could take off the pieces of cloth that are stuck to your back." Luther said. "Click", he directly cut open her bra.

Then, "Click!” “Click!” “Click!" In no time, her prison uniform was cut into pieces and thrown onto the ground.

Joyce blushed a little, "…"

So, just now he went to get the scissors.

It had been a while after he cut the clothes into pieces, and he did nothing at all. But still, she could feel a hot line of sight staring at her back constantly.

Half naked, Joyce felt very uncomfortable being watched by him all the time. Couldn’t this guy be more conscious and cover her with a blanket? She could not move now, and could only let him be.

"Don't look, okay?" Her voice took on a bit of a grumpy tone.

"Does it hurt?" Luther asked suddenly.

His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of patience, anger, and heartache.

The fire of anger that was just lit up in Joyce's heart was suddenly extinguished again.