Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 642

Her voice instantly became coarse, and the exasperated sound echoed over the entire banquet hall. Jacqueline's horrified roar sent a shock through Joyce's body.

She looked into Luther's dark eyes, her pupils contracting violently, and her breath began to be shaky.

"Why did you push her down?"

Finally, Luther spoke up.

After such a long silence, he began with a question.

Joyce's heart was crossed with pain and her voice was instantly astringent.

"Even you think that I pushed her down?"

There was a powerful surge in her heart, and her hands and feet were sore and weak. What was she expecting? Was she expecting him to have a little trust in her? Was she expecting him to have a little warmth for her? Was she expecting him not to turn his back on her after they had done the most intimate thing in the world just now?

"Huh." She laughed, lowering her head in sarcasm.

She had thought too highly of herself, like a clown jumping up and down in front of him.

She had lost her body. But she didn't realize that she had even lost her heart.

She had lost her dignity and was now trampled on by him.

What did she have left?

A shell with nothing but holes?

"I'm asking you. Why did you push her down?" Luther questioned again in a stern voice.

"Because Shelly almost caused you to miscarry? Are you taking revenge on Charlotte? Or, do you want to get back at me because I just forced myself on you? Or, is this your way of stopping me from getting engaged?" He growled lowly, and he could not hide the pain from his deep dark eyes.

Joyce didn't say anything.

She had nothing more to say.

He had already decided that she had done it.

He went so far as to think that she would, indiscriminately, took the life of a fetus just in retaliation. And, he actually thought she did so just to stop the engagement?

"Joyce!" He got no response from her, and he stepped forward and examined her in a condescending manner, "This is a human life. How can you do that?" Joyce was silent for a moment.

Suddenly, she answered, "Why Charlotte, and what do you know about her?"

She had never asked him such a question before.

She just didn't bother to ask.

At this moment, she was suddenly eager to know the answer.

Luther was stunned, not expecting her to ask such a question.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing, just want to know, why do you like Charlotte and have to marry her?" Joyce's heart was like dead, and his words could not stir up any ripples.

"No reason. I was attacked, drugged and dying, and she gave her life to save me. It was my duty to marry her." Her eyes now was full of pain, and he was stunned. For some reason, he spoke to her for the firs time about his past.

"What?"

Joyce could hardly believe what she heard.

At first she was just confused.

When she understood his words, she was shocked beyond words.

She never thought that the truth would be like this!

Luther was talking about the night he was chased down the river and drugged. He actually thought that the person who saved him that night was Charlotte?!

She remembered that both she and Charlotte had received a call from Ms. Armstrong at the orphanage that night. They were both going to the orphanage. She left first and Charlotte left later. So, Charlotte saw the whole thing? And then she took her place?

God, you must be kidding!