Joyce's consciousness was completely gone.
In fact, she didn't really hear what Luther asked her.
She felt her head was exploding, and by no means could she hear anything he said.
At this moment, all the past events seemed to be flashing back fast in her eyes. All they had been through, the night she had lost her virginity for no reason, and all the misunderstandings Luther had about her.
God seemed to be joking with all her sufferings.
The guilt, the responsibility, and the loneliness were just too much and too hard to bear.
She hadn’t found Justin back.
She could not let go of her responsibility for him in her heart.
A line of tears slowly trickled down from the corner of her eyes.
The voice whispered indistinctly, "Justin, where the hell are you ..."
Although her voice was very low and inaudible behind her, Luther still heard the word "Justin" clearly.
It was like being poured over the head with a basin of ice water in the winter.
His whole body was instantly cold, and his desire gradually extinguished. Damn, damn Joyce, how could he forget, Joyce only had this Justin in her heart. She was clearly deeply in love with Justin.
Even at this time, she could still mistake him for Justin.
He came to his senses completely and forced his body to suppress the desire. Damn! What was he doing?
No more, he couldn't be Justin's stand-in.
He stopped at the last minute. What was he to her?
He didn't know what he was feeling right now.
Irritable, angry, depressed, cranky. He wanted to smash everything in the house.
He suddenly felt very jealous of Justin. He had the urge to literally find this man and cut him into pieces.
He quickly got dressed and pulled on his suit pants while dialing Jamie, the family doctor, "Come and give Joyce a sedative, now, immediately, right now! You won't see the sun tomorrow if you're a minute late!"
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