You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 27

At that moment, some more curious people gathered around. The more they gathered, the more people wanted to know their relationship.

Joyce said it slowly and clearly, word by word.

"I'm, Luther, Grandma's ......" she deliberately paused again, making a cliffhanger, "nurse!"

When Luther saw Joyce surrounded by people, he approached her with a frown and tried to take her away.

He didn't expect to hear Joyce's shocking words when he first came over.

Grandma's nurse!

"puff" He was holding back to not to laugh but failed. The champagne in his hand shook, spilling some on the back of his hand.

Grandma's nanny. That was what Joyce thought.

Martha could never have dreamed of such a response.

It was clear that Joyce has lowered herself to a low profile, but she felt like a defeated peacock.

Did the nanny wear clothes that money can't buy?

She had the feeling that she wanted to fight, but did it in a wrong way. Obviously, she wanted to sarcastically insult the woman in front of her, but couldn't find a proper way to do so.

There was a kind of low profile that was greater than a high one.

Luther has never show the outburst before. Because of her, his champagne was spilled.

Martha, who was sharp-eyed and trying to deflect the embarrassment, immediately went over to her and said in a delicate voice, "Luther, let me help you." She took out a handkerchief and got close to him.

The strong, pungent smell of perfume was something Luther would have liked to avoid.

Joyce, however, pushed Luther at her convenience.

Coincidentally, the entire glass of champagne in Luther's hand was poured on Martha's chest.

Spectacular! It was like, from the valley slowly flowing down the stream, all the way to the bottom of the skirt.

"Ah" With a scream, Martha took a step backward and her smile froze. She was embarrassed at the moment, holding her handkerchief.