Chapter 298


    There was no choice.


    He carried Joyce out of theke andid his jacket on the t grass next to the boulders at the edge of


    Then, he carried Joyce there.


    Earlier, he ced the shlight on the boulder at the edge of theke, and the light shooting out was


    ghostly shining on the sparklingke.


    And right now, Joyce was lying t on the clean grass, nearly in aa.


    She was curled up like a newborn baby, but not peacefully, her body spasming every now and then.


    Suddenly, as if she had reached the limit of endurance, she whimpered with difficulty, "So hot, hot …"


    Even the wind had stopped.


    The faint light of the shlight outlined the soft curves of her body. Her cheeks were tinged with hues,


    against the snow-white face. She looked stunningly beautiful.


    "Joyce, Joyce," he called her twice in a low voice.


    She, on the other hand, was no longer responding. He knew he couldn''t wait any longer, he had to


    possess her and help her release the toxicity of the drug. Otherwise, she would die from it.


    Even if she was not in her right mind now, he could only do so.


    The surroundings were extremely quiet, so quiet that he could only hear his own breathing, increasingly


    rapid, and his heartbeat was elerating, mming up and down in an uncontroble and disorderly


    manner.


    He slowly leaned down and enveloped her beneath himself as he gently stroked her cheek as if


    treating a precious treasure.


    Lingering kisses fell gently. He carefully filled her and possessed her with the utmost tenderness.


    And he had no idea how long it took.


    Until, the sky in the east had been tinged with the white of the fish belly, and the surroundings began to


    light up a bit.


    And that wonderful night only finally stopped…


    He propped his hands on the side of her neck, and it took so long before his violent heartbeat, and


    rapid breathing finally calmed down.


    She just felt too good to be true, even gave him a feeling of unreality, as if the whole night was just a


    beautiful dream.


    Even at this moment, looking at her flushed and faded face, he could not believe that he had truly


    possessed her.


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    He touched her forehead and her cheeks, which were no longer hot. The effect of the medicine had


    obviously worn offpletely.


    Shey peacefully on the grass and suddenly her body moved, contentedly, with a soft sigh offort.


    Dawn was just around the corner.


    Luther took the lead in putting on his own clothes, and then he sat up, sat Joyce in his arms, and then


    put her clothes back on one by one.


    Despite the slight movement, she woke up when he was buttoning her dress.


    The morning air in the mountains was iparably fresh. She took a deep breath, as if to take the


    refreshing coolness into her lungs.


    She slowly opened her eyes, and before her eyes, Luther''s magnified handsome face came into view.


    The handsome chisled face, sexy thin lips, were all so close. Although he looked somewhat tired, it in


    no way reduced his handsomeness, and she even found it hard to take her eyes off him.


    She found him dressing her, buttoning her chest.


    She subconsciously grabbed her cor, "I''ll do it myself." Her voice was a little hoarse and her vocal


    cords were fatigued and not smooth. Did she experience somethingst night? That made her voice


    hoarse from all the screaming?


    Luther looked up slightly and nced at her, not answering, but his hands never stopped.


    Joyce looked around, they were at the edge of a smallke, with boulders behind them, his jacket


    spread on the ground, crumpled as if something drastic had happened on it.