Chapter 1112


    Meanwhile.


    Joyce was awakened by hunger. She slept too deeply and slept too well.


    It felt like it''s been too long since she had had a peaceful sleep like this, and her mind at peace and


    quiet.


    With a churning and gurgling in her stomach, she slowly opened her eyes.


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    The curtains were drawn inside the room, but the prating light made it possible to feel that it was


    daytime.


    She was a little confused and suddenly couldn''t tell if it was morning or afternoon, and had the illusion


    of waking up from a good night’s sleep.


    Until, she moved and felt someone beside her.


    She was startled and could not move until she realized she was being held from behind, with arge


    hand firmly around her waist.


    Memories ofst night''s fear and helplessness suddenly hit her, and she remembered being rendered


    unconscious by Otis and taken to the suburban vi. She was too weak to resist, and the feeling of


    danger soaked through her limbs.


    Gee, what the ...


    Instinct drove her to use all her strength to break free from the person holding her behind her.


    She sat up violently.


    With a "boom" sound, Luther was thrown directly to the floor by Joyce.


    He woke up from his fall and looked up at Joyce in a daze.


    A slight frown on his brow, his phoenix eyes blinked and blinked, and his good-looking eyshes were


    fluttering.


    His chest was heaving, and the buttons on his shirt were basically all open and his sexy perfect lines


    were all exposed. He reached out and rubbed his slightly messy hair,nguid and sleepy, and he


    seemed to have a fatal attraction at the moment.


    Joyce saw that the person who fell to the ground was Luther.


    And she was at her own room.


    She finally came to her senses and remembered what happened. She had escaped from Otis’ vi and


    she was not back at home.


    She had returned to her home, and then Luther returned from Khebury and cuddled her to bed with


    him.


    Because she didn''t sleep all nightst night, she was too tired and fell asleep along with him.


    She nced at the rm clock on the bedside table and it was already 4:00 p.m.!


    God, she actually slept from morning until now, no wonder she felt so hungry! She was actually woken


    up by the hunger.


    "Uh, I''m sorry, I ..." Joyce stammered as she looked apologetically at Luther, who she had flung to the


    floor, innocently.


    But on second thought, why should she apologize, when it was clearly he who forced her to sleep in his


    arms?


    Luther got up from the floor with a sultry look on his face and got back into bed.


    With one long arm, he took her into his arms again.


    Although, just now he was pushed to the ground by her. However, he could see clearly, in that moment,


    the panic and fear that surfaced on her face. Her shoulders were trembling slightly, and even her lips


    were trembling.


    He knew that she thought he was someone else, someone who wanted to vite her. Only then did


    she put up the thorns all over her body and attack him.


    His dark eyes dimmed and his face sank. She must have been through somethingst night. Damn


    Otis.


    He really wanted to cut Otis into pieces.


    Since she appeared to be intact, she must have figured out a way to get out, but the process was


    certainly not easy, and the events ofst night had clearly taken a toll on her mind.


    He held her tightly and softly soothed her.


    "It''s okay. Don''t be afraid."


    His jaw rested against the top of her hair, and he kept rubbing it gently. He embraced her from behind


    and gave her his full protection.


    Joyce was held by him. His broad warm chest made her feel at ease, and her heartbeat gradually


    stabilized, and the fear gradually disappeared. She quieted down, and just quietly leaned in his arms.