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Chapter 88
Chapter 88
But the chaotic scene in front of him — clothes all around the place, blood-stained sheets, Joyce's
injured arm, and her scarlet face.
Jamie could probably guess what's going on, too.
Luther said irritably, “Hurry up and give her a sedative” "Okay.
Jamie took out a syringe and gave Joyce a shot.
The agitation in Joyce's body gradually disappeared as the medicine in the needle hole was slowly
pushed in.
She drifted off to sleep.
Jamie then looked at Luther.
His shirt was unkempt, and the buttons on his shirt were wrong.
Luther, who had always cared so much about his appearance, would never allow such a thing to
happen before.
And when he saw the red mark on his neck, Jamie teased, "Luther, I'm surprised you could hold
yourself back.” Luther a sharp light swept over, "You talk a lot of nonsense, tired of your life already?” "I
dare not."
Jamie shrugged.
Somehow he always felt that he had spoiled their good mood.
"The drug seems to be very strong.
Fortunately, she is a woman, and a shot of sedative would be enough.
She would be fine in the morning.” Jamie said straight away, "If a man was drugged instead ....."
"What happens to a man when he's drugged?"
Luther asked, frowning.
Jamie regrettably spread his hands and said, "Due to the different physiological structures, when a man
is drugged, he has to find a woman to solve it.
Otherwise, a certain place can't bear the pressure, the blood vessels will burst, and maybe from then
on they will become literally invalid.” Luther mentally lamented that no wonder he could not restrain
himself at that time and felt that his whole body was going to explode.
And that was also why he would do that kind of thing with Charlotte.
So, Charlotte had indeed saved herself in a crisis.
He must not stay away from his own responsibility.
Jamie took out a bottle of medicine, handed it to Luther, and instructed, "Tomorrow morning, if she's still
having a hard time, take this medicine again.
I think it should not be a big problem.” "Hmm." Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
Luther was at a loss and took it casually.
"But I'm really curious, why did she hurt her arm? To defy you? What a fierce woman! It looks like the
bleeding has stopped, do you need me to re-bandage it for her?"
Jamie looked at Luther with amusement.
Obviously, Luther looked embarrassed.
They had been friends for a long time, so it's okay to joke around occasionally.
"You can get lost’ Luther blackened his face and drove away.
Jamie sure knew better than to continue.
Before leaving, he teased, "Luther, fiery woman is really your type, right?"
In fact, the people around them all knew that Luther didn’t usually want a woman next to him, and in
fact, he was never ascetic, nor did he have any problems sexually.
He just never found the right woman for his appetite.
They agree that Luther did not like mild and gentle girls, but should like more firey ones.
Right now, it seemed that they were not wrong.
After Jamie left, Luther sat back down on the edge of the bed.
At this moment he had completely calmed down.
He saw Joyce's entire body curled up under the covers, sleeping peacefully.
Suddenly she moved and the covers slipped off, exposing her snow-white shoulders.
Luther's eyes tightened, and his mind drifted back to the ambiguous scene just now, and how
wonderful she was.
Beneath the bedding, he knew that she was almost exclusively in her underwear.
He took a deep breath and found a set of pajamas to help her on.
He tried to turn his face sideways, not daring to look at her snow-like skin.
Just like that, he still lost control of his body again.
All his life, he just got whatever he wanted.
He never lacked anything.
He just got whatever he wanted, every time! He shook his head and laughed bitterly.
What kind of situation had he got himself into right now.
Getting up, he walked to the bathroom.
Damn it, another damn cold shower.