Trap me in your love novel Chapter 90

Seeing that Joyce gave no reaction at all, Caleb was so angry that he didn't know what to say. He opened the door and walked out of the living room, looked at Mark and said, "You handle your own business. I won't meddle in it from now on!" Then he walked to the door, opened it and strode away.

Jeffery and John also looked at Mark. Then they stood up and left after Cable.

Hearing the door close, Joyce picked up the quilt and threw it on the floor. She was just pursuing her love. How could she become a sinner! They all put forward to protect Jessie, and even her brother who cared about her most was on that woman's side. What was so good about her!

Jessie, Jessie...

On hearing the knock, Joyce immediately tensed up. Hadn't they all left? How could there be anyone...

The door opened and Joyce saw Mark's face.

She was slightly stunned, and then she was happy. Pretending to be a little pitiful, she said, "you... You haven't left?"

"Yes" Mark replied, handing the cup in his hand to Joyce. "This is brown sugar water. Drink it before it gets cold."

"What... Do you remember? !" Joyce asked in an affirmative tone. She was sure that not only Mark remembered that her period suffered from dysmenorrhea every month, but also remembered everything that was related to her.

They had so many years of memory. Each of them could make him remembered forever. But what about Jessie?

They had known each other for only a few months. Even if she was pregnant, it didn't matter at all!

What's more, their relationship is as pure as the white paper. There is no way that Jessie will take my man away from me!

Joyce sneered in her mind. Brown sugar water was only the first step!

She was going to take everything back.

Mark didn't say a word. Joyce took over the glass and said, "You made this glass yourself. There are two cups in total, one for you and one for me. You say that it will represent all your life, then you say that..."

"If you are okay, I'll go first." Mark interrupted her without any mercy. He didn't want to have a heart to heart talk with her. He came here only because he was worried about her health.

"Have a good rest. Call doctor Huang if you feel uncomfortable. He is your family doctor and he knows your situation. " He meant that no matter what happened to her, he wouldn't come back. He didn't want her to contact him and disturb him.

Then he turned around and left, leaving no time for Joyce to say anything.

Her hand shivered slightly, and her heart clenched tightly in pain and hatred.

As soon as he opened the door and was about to leave, he heard the glass drop to the ground, followed by a scream of Joyce.

Then he turned around and rushed into the room. The ceramics were scattered on the floor and Joyce fell on the floor. Her palm was stabbed into the debris.

The blood splattered.

"Joyce, are you okay?" He picked her up and put her on the bed. "Except for his palms, are there any other injuries?"

His heart ached as he looked at the badly mutilated and bleeding palm. His deep eyes were full of love and pity for him.

Joyce bit her lips and shook her head. But her bright black eyes were full of tears.

"Don't cry if you want to. You don't need to control yourself in front of me." After a long time, the gentle voice came into her ears again. Regardless of her wound, Joyce rushed directly to Mark and held him tightly, bursting into tears.

"Mark, I know you still love me. I know you won't leave me... I can't live a life without you... You said that you would never leave me in your life. As long as you are alive, you would not fall in love with other women. That's a promise. You can't leave me alone, you can't leave me alone, you can't... "