You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 882

Joyce arrived at the door of Luther's presidential suite.

She was hesitant before she knocked on the door.

She shouldn't have been drinking last night and she knew how easily she could get drunk.

And every time, after drinking, she would just get unconscious.

She didn’t know if she had blurted out something that she shouldn’t when she was drunk.

But if she asked him?

Would he tell her?

But, if she did not ask, should she just pretend that nothing happened?

Moreover, just now she searched around the room and found that her shoes were missing.

So, her shoes were not in the room? Where could they be? Did she come back barefoot without her shoes on?

How was that possible?

Just when she was still hesitant…

At that moment, the door of the room suddenly opened.

Luther was already up. He was dressed casually today. He wore plain white hoodie and light gray sweatpants, and he looked refreshing.

"You're awake?" Luther asked, raising his long eyebrows slightly as he saw her standing in the doorway.

"Er." Joyce didn't expect him to open the door suddenly, and the words she wanted to say came to her lips, but she seemed to have forgotten them instantly.

"I … I ... last night, I ..." She bit her lip, and she did not know what to say.

"Oh, you were drunk last night, and I was the one who brought you back. What's going on?" Luther stood by the door. His arms were around his chest, his face was calm, and he was looking at her calmly.

"That's it? Nothing more?" She lifted her crystal eyes and gazed into his deep, dark pupils, trying to find something in them.

However, his black eyes were calm as ever.

"I used your room card to open the door and get you back to your room, and that's all."