Trap me in your love

Chapter 82 Joyce committed suicide

"..." Jessie tried hard to push him away, wanting to get rid of all this. However, he put more strength to the back of her head instead.

After the liquid medicine was infused into her throat, Mark stopped kissing. Because her medicine was infused into her throat forcefully, Jessie was too drunk to swallow. She kept coughing and her face turned red immediately.

Jessie raised her head and looked at Mark with innocent eyes. He asked, "do you need to take more medicine?"

It was a clear threat.

If she said no, would he feed her all in this way! Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"…… I will take it. " Taking the bowl, Jessie drank it with a frown and a look of death on her face.

Seeing her taking the medicine obediently, Mark smiled in relief. He reached out his hand and touched her head dotingly, and said, "good girl, I like it."

Hearing that, Jessie pouted and pushed his hand away, squeezing a smile that was even uglier than crying, and said, "thank you."

Did he treat her like a cat or a dog?

'I don't need your love!

Seeing that Jessie was not as gloomy as before, Mark felt better.

When it was not early, Mark asked her to go to bed early. Jessie lay down, and he carefully tucked her in the quilt. He adjusted the air-conditioning to the most appropriate temperature, and said softly, "go to

sleep quickly. You have to take good care of yourself. Look at you, you are thin, and it doesn't feel good."

Hearing that, Jessie blushed and glared at him. Seeing that he had no intention to go to sleep, she asked, "are you going out?"

Mark walked up to her, bent down and kissed her on the forehead, and said, "There are still some papers that haven't been read through. I'll go to the study to finish my work. I'll be with you later. "

"But I can't fall asleep." Although Jessie got used to sleep alone, she didn't feel safe because she thought that she would not see Mark for a long time as long as he was gone.

When she saw Mark raising his eyebrows to look at her, she blushed and immediately explained, "I just want to find someone to talk with me."

Since they moved in, he had been busy with his work. He even had little time to meet her, let alone chat with her.

But every time they met, they would look at each other coldly except for quarreling.

The scene of her life in the manor before caught her mind many times. When she met Mark for the first time, she was really happy.

At least, he had been poker faced then, but he had been very gentle to her. Now, he was on a par with what he used to be, but she felt that they slowly built a invisible wall and separated them from each other.

After a pause, he said, "I'll be here with you. I'll go to work after you fall asleep." Then he walked to the other side of the bed, opened the quilt and held Jessie in her arms. He moved so naturally as if he had done it for countless times.

A stream of warm air rushed into Jessie's heart.

Her nose twitched and she buried her head deeply into that thick and thick chest.

There was a moment of hope in Jessie's heart. If only she could live like this!

They just sat there in silence, without any embarrassment. The whole night seemed to have had each other. Everything became beautiful and quiet.

The phone rang~

But his phone kept ringing, breaking the silence. Mark looked at the caller ID impatiently and picked it up.

"What's up, Caleb?"

"Joyce tried to kill herself. She's in hospital now. Come here quickly."

"What!" Hearing that, Mark sat up abruptly with a solemn face. Jessie looked at him in bewilderment. When he hung up the phone, she asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

As if hearing nothing, Mark lifted up the quilt and got off the bed quickly, saying, "you go to sleep first", then he got out of the house with his coat.

Hospital.

On the bed, Joyce's face was bloodless and her wrist was wrapped in thick gauze, which made people feel sorry for her.

The Lu family rushed to the ward as soon as they knew that Joyce committed suicide, making it smaller.

"Joyce, why did you take things too hard? Do you want me to experience losing you again? " Liam sat on the sofa and kept stamping the floor with his crutch, his fists clenching the floor. His fists were sweating all over the place, which made him look like a business genius.

"Don't worry. This kid must have his own difficulties. Joyce, if you have any unhappy thing, just tell us. You are our only granddaughter, and we won't see you sad. "

Hearing that, Joyce Lu almost wanted to cry. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"He abandoned me. He said we couldn't be together. I was so sad, really sad. I don't know why I came back. I should have died in that car accident. As long as I die, he will always remember me and love me only. "

"Shut up!" Liam shouted with anger. Even though Joyce kept crying, she stood up and rebuked, "Are you our descendant? How dare you commit suicide for a man! Don't you feel ashamed! Nothing is more important than one life. As long as you live well, nothing is impossible. As far as I know about Mark, does it mean that he doesn't love you even if he says it's impossible? During the past three years, he has suffered as much as you did. Do you think that only we are sad when you die, and he isn't sad? Joyce, try hard to get what you want. If you don't give it a try and only want to lose your life here. Think it over which man is willing to marry you. "

Since three years ago, Mark had been locked up in his room for a whole month. That month, he made himself completely different from human or ghost. It was like the end of the world. Even they could not see her through.

At last, it was Liam who took him out of the villa and taught him a lesson. After that, he became more and more lively.

It had been three years since Joyce Lu showed up all of a sudden. She told everyone that she was still alive. Everyone felt strange. Even if Mark said that he didn't love Joyce, Liam would never believe it.

He always thought that Mark still loved Joyce, but he didn't know how to face it now.

Maybe time would be enough for him.

Joyce was still sobbing. Liam sighed and said, "Take care of her." then he took Mrs. Lu away.

Seeing his beloved sister being bullied like that, although Caleb felt sorry for her, he couldn't do anything about it.

What Mark said was true.

Now he was married and he didn't want to have an affair with her anymore. If he was still entangled with Joyce, he would really be a scum.

Cable drew a piece of tissue and handed it to Joyce. "Joyce, give up. He's married," he persuaded.