Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 613

It was almost evening when Justin arrived at St. Maria Hospital.

Joyce reclined on the bench next to the bed, looking out at the sky gradually dyed red by the sunset, and the afterglow was spilled all over the ground, as if everything was coated with a dreamy layer of gold. She was now by the window. Her black hair hanged like a curtain of satin, and she seemed to be immersed in the haze. What a beautiful scene.

Justin slowly approached. He did not say a word so that he would not break this beautiful and tranquil scene. He stood there for a while, until the haze faded and the dull darkness enveloped the surrounding. Joyce realized that there was someone around her.

She turned around and froze when she saw it was Justin.

"Justin, how long have you been here? Just standing all this time?" She asked, reaching over and turning on the light.

"Joyce, I'm sorry I'm late." Justin placed the bouquet he had brought next to the bench she was sitting on.

Sitting down beside her, he was full of apologies, "I can't believe, after such a big incident, I didn't know about this until now. Someone told me privately that Shelly had been detained. I then went to look into the whole thing, otherwise I wouldn't have known what happened."

"Oh, what happened last night, has been kept a secret. It's just alright if you don't know." Joyce smiled a little.

"But you didn't tell me either. Joyce, are you okay?" Justin suddenly held her hand and couldn't help but tremble at the thought of the danger she had experienced.

"It was dangerous last night, but it's all right now. You see, I'm just fine." Joyce drew out her hand and shook it, showing that she was healthy.

"It's all my fault. Shelly saw the blue diamond ring, and she was somehow stimulated to do such a crazy thing. And, it was after you left the restaurant last night that she sent someone to follow you and try to harm you, right?" Justin frowned.

"She should have been stalking me since noon. Justin, you don't have to blame yourself. It really has nothing to do with you. Shelly and I have long had a problem, and it's only a matter of time before something like this happens." Joyce tried to comfort him, "I'm fine. I'll stay in the hospital for a few more days just for extra caution, and I'll be discharged next Friday."

"But your hand, it's all bruised up here." Justin heartily brushed the back of her hand, where the needle had just been removed.

"Everyone has used IV once or twice, right? Don't make a fuss."

Joyce jerked her hand back again.

Justin sensed that she was keeping her distance and his bright eyes instantly dimmed and a flash of loss crossed his eyes.

"I was abrupt yesterday and brought you such danger. I am sorry, I will restrain myself in the future. I will just patiently wait for you to slowly accept me again." Justin looked at her seriously and said word by word.

Joyce couldn't avoid his hot eyes and was a little embarrassed.

Appropriately, the nurse walked in at this time.

"Joyce, we are now done with the IV today, and there are three pills to take before bedtime." The nurse placed a small packet of pills on Joyce's bedside table.

When she saw Justin, the nurse couldn't help but sneak a glance at him. Wow, so handsome, so elegant, so gentle and courteous. Oh! His face looked just perfect and extraordinary.

Justin smiled and nodded in greeting.

The nurse blushed and hurriedly walked out of Joyce's VIP room. Before she left, she turned back and sneaked another glance at Justin.

Joyce shrugged helplessly. When Luther had come in the morning, it had caused a stir at the front desk. Now that Justin was here again, they were sure to be whispering and talking about it again.