Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 612

"Yeah, right." Ricky nodded, "Joyce has been making it too tricky for us for a long time with Karl on her side. Otherwise, I would have taken care of her a long time ago." Ricky also hated Joyce so much. She shot him in the arm, which affected his accuracy in shooting.

He would definitely have to make her pay for it.

"St. Maria Hospital is the closest hospital from the Second Precinct, was Joyce taken there last night?" Charlotte asked again.

"That's right." Ricky replied.

"I know someone at St. Maria Hospital, let me ask." Charlotte said, took out her phone, and looked through her contacts. Finally, she found a phone number, and dialed it. After talking briefly to the other end in a hurry, she hung up the phone.

"Joyce was indeed taken to St. Maria Hospital last night. It was a pre-eclampsia. Fortunately, she was taken to the hospital in time, the fetus was saved and there was no serious problem at the moment." Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily nothing really serious had happened, or her plans would be totally messed up. She hoped Joyce would give birth to Justin's baby, and she wanted to set a trap for Joyce at the engagement party. If Joyce had a miscarriage and was hospitalized, she would definitely not come to her engagement party, so her planed will be foiled.

How could it be?

Shelly almost ruined her plan!

"Miss Meyer, as it stands, Shelly is definitely not going to be able to come to your engagement party. There are still fifteen days and she's still in custody and can't get out at the day of your engagement." Ricky reminded.

"That fool, don't come." Charlotte snorted.

It's just a bit of a shame that there's one less person on the scene to help out.

"Miss Meyer, so, what else do I need to do?" Ricky sat down beside Charlotte. He had just now locked the door of the room, and the curtains had been closed all the time.

He wrapped his arms around her and sniffed deeply at her hair. His hands began to get restless.

"How dare you!" Charlotte pouted, glaring at him, but didn't move his hand away.

"It's really hard, and this is enough for me to get by." Ricky grinned thievishly, his hand already inside her dress.

Charlotte also felt somewhat excited by his words and his hand, but she finally held it back, "Stop it, the doctor and nurse will be in any minute. Try to hold back just a little while longer."

Ricky wouldn't let go and leaned into her ear, "Give me one more time before Saturday, okay? I'm afraid that we won't have much chance for that." He meant what he said, and as Charlotte got engaged, he felt more and more uneasy. He was afraid that she wouldn't need him anymore.

Charlotte could see the worry in his mind, and to reassure him, she agreed, "Okay, we'll go out and get a room on Friday. Now let go of your hand in case someone comes in and sees you. Also, you'll have to do the shopping that Shelly was supposed to do."

Ricky pulled his hand out, stood up, and gave Charlotte a quick kiss on the side of her cheek, "Yes, Miss Meyer, I will be on my way."

"Go on, I'll send you the list on your phone."

Charlotte sent Ricky away.

Then she leaned back on the back of the couch and heaved a smooth breath.