Chapter 415


    She hatefully picked up her phone and replied quickly.


    "Dream on, go back to your house and live there!"


    Soon, Luther replied to the text message.


    "You''re going home? Yes, I''ll have Aaron go to Eden Apartment and pack your things up."


    Joyce''s eyes stared straight when she received the message. Then she took another look at the


    message she just sent, "Dream on, go back to your house and live there!" There was indeed ambiguity


    and it was not clear.


    She replied to the message in a hurry, "I mean, you should go back to your own house and live there!


    I''m not going to buy you anything, don''t dream!"


    She double-checked it again, made sure there was no ambiguity this time, and sent it out.


    Luther replied almost in seconds.


    "Got it, I''ll have Aaron go get them and bring them all over."


    Joyce waspletely speechless, did he not understand humannguage? Or did he just ignore the


    first half of her message? It was already outrageous enough that he was just entering her apartment,


    but now he had to ask Aaron to deliver his things to move in and make everyone know about it?


    In a couple of days, would he even have to ask someone to move his furniture in? Like he was actually


    living there? It''s unbelievable!


    She didn''t want anyone else to know.


    It would be better if she went and bought things for him herself.


    She gritted her teeth and picked up her phone, angrily tapping the screen and typing in a string of


    messages, "Forget it, I''ll go buy it myself."


    This time, Luther replied with a love emoji.


    After putting the phone down, she felt full of resentment and anger with no ce to vent it, and she was


    all awake now! It worked better than the espresso.


    It was clear that they were getting divorced, but now she was more and more confused about what


    Luther was doing. Did he want to keep her around as a mistress? He didn''t even mind that she was


    pregnant with "someone else''s" child?


    The most crucial thing was that in this regard, she was powerless to resist and could only let him do


    whatever he wanted.


    Juanita stayed by Joyce''s side, waiting for Joyce to finish her message, and she asked, "What''s


    wrong? You don''t look right. What do I need to do?"


    Joyce suddenly looked up and asked, "Juanita, I want to get some crash course, taekwondo? Judo? Or


    sparring? Boxing? Which one do you think is more practical?" Although she is good at shooting and


    she was not at all weak in terms of strength. But after all, she had not practiced grappling and fighting,


    and was no match for Luther, and was caught defenseless by him in bed.


    Juanita was stunned, "What, you want to practice self-defense? Afraid that someone will assassinate


    you again?" It''s true, Joyce had been attacked several times, she should learn to protect herself.


    However, it seemed unlikely to be a quick fix.


    "Well, sort of. Which one to practice so you can beat the men." Joyce nodded. In fact, the person she


    had to defend herself against was Luther, not the ouw.


    "I really understand this aspect. I think sparring is the most practical. After learning it, even a girl can


    take down two men. But of course, those two men should not have practiced fighting. If the other party


    is also well practiced, it will be difficult. So, once I heard that, I didn''t bother to learn. Heh-heh." Juanita


    said.


    "So..."


    Joyce thought to herself, "Luther must have been practicing quite a lot, and his rank must be very high.


    Back in Hill Benjamin she had seen him fighting the men in ck. He alone could deal with several at


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    the same time, not a problem. If so, even if she learned sparring now, practicing it for a decade or eight


    years, she would not be his opponent.


    Hell, the more she thought about it, the more depressed she became.