You Hit My Heart
Chapter 569

The reporters outside the door shouted loudly in pursuit.

"Miss Knowles, weren't you and Mr. Warner married under falsepretenses? Could you tell us why you were meeting in the seaside townand spending the last night together in the hotel?"

"Miss Knowles, I heard that you are pregnant with the child of JustinHenderson, and that you have moved out of the Warner residence. Canyou tell what is going on now?"

"Miss Knowles, may I ask when you will divorce Mr. Warner? Will therebe any more changes in this matter?"

"Miss Knowles, how do you plan to explain to the Henderson familywhat happened today?"

"Miss Knowles, I heard that Mr. Warner's fiancée and you are goodfriends, how do you intend to explain the current situation to her?""Miss Knowles, are you and Mr. Warner actually married under falsepretenses?"

"Miss Knowles, are you and Mr. Warner having a real affair? And whatare you going to do with the baby in your womb?"

The reporters were afraid to ask Mr. Warner.

Joyce locked the door tight and rubbed her forehead. Oh God, what'sgoing on outside? How come there were so many reporters blockingthe way, and it looked like this group of people had been there sincelast night.

Her first reaction was that Charlotte had notified the media.

After all, only Charlotte knew that she and Luther stayed overnight inthe seaside town last night and did not go back, and Luther refusedCharlotte's request to visit her in the hospital. It was likely that Charlottefelt very annoyed and last night Charlotte approached Ricky to replace outwhere they were staying and reveal it to the media?

However, this explanation did not make sense.

Charlotte was about to get engaged, and she had given so much forthis grand engagement. She did not even attend the funeral of her owngrandfather in the Capital. How could she be willing to expose such ascandal of Luther and affect her engagement?

It was such a high price.

And it was not like Charlotte's style of doing things.

Joyce frowned and thought for a while. She then looked at the Lutherbeside her, who was so calm at the moment. He looked like he hadslept well last night, and he seemed to be full of energy.

"You don't seem to care?" She flicked a suspicious glance at him.“You're not surprised at all? There are so many reporters aroundoutside. Don't you usually hate reporters? Why aren't you angrytoday?" Joyce questioned repeatedly.

"I just got up from the bed, but I was quite sleepy. I did not quiteunderstand what was going on.” Luther made a casual, perfunctoryremark.

In fact, last night he slept very well. It was a dreamless night. He hadslept enough and woke up naturally in the morning. When Joyce gotup, he heard it, but he just wanted to lie there a little longer. Asexpected, where there was Joyce, he would be able to sleeppeacefully.

"You think I'll believe that?"

Joyce sneered. This reason was ridiculous, did he think she was afool?

His reaction was so unusual that she had some doubts.

"Couldn't it be, you called the reporters yourself?" She suddenly cameup with this idea.

She thought, it was not unlikely. The seaside town also belonged toR&S, and the staff of the hotel would not dare to reveal the informationof the chief boss easily, because it was just too easy to be caught. Whowould risk his own job to break the news?

And who else but the two of them would know about it?

"It seems that you are indeed quite smart.”

Luther walked into the bathroom and grabbed a toothbrush. He didn'thave to deny it, and since she guessed it, he could just tell her.