You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 343

He froze and looked at her with amusement at her frightened, deer-like defensiveness, then dropped a soft kiss on her cheek, "What did you think I was going to do?"

Joyce eyed him sharply. He had just done everything, and now he still had the nerve to ask her.

At the same time, she regretted that she did not resist till the end, and even wrapped her arms tightly around him. She felt ashamed of herself and blamed her behavior on the fact that she was in an office and she didn't want anyone outside to hear the commotion and finally acquiesced to his crazy behavior.

"Ding."

Her cell phone rang and she instinctively picked it up and gave it a quick swipe.

The screen showed that it was a message from the agent.

"Miss Knowles, I'm sorry, the room just now has been rented out. I will search for you again, please wait patiently."

Joyce's eyes were wide open. She was going to pay the deposit before, but she was delayed by Luther.

She had waited so long before she found this one! And now it was all gone.

Luther glanced sideways at this message, and a wicked smile tickled the edge of his thin lips.

She bit her lower lip, she felt furious, and she hurriedly stood up, "I have to go back to the team. There's still a lot of work left to be done."

After saying that, she dashed out of the office like she was running away.

Luther looked at her hastily fleeing with amusement.

He stood up and walked straight to the floor-to-ceiling window. After the release, the feeling of relief through his body felt just refreshing.

For some reason, the view overlooking the whole of Khebury today was particularly pleasing to the eye.

Joyce walked out of the office quickly.

Several people from the secretary's office had gathered outside the door, and when they saw her come out, they dispersed, instantly taking their places and pretending to go about their work as if they didn't care about anything.

Joyce was embarrassed, uncomfortably scratching her long hair. Subconsciously she kept looking down at her clothes. She always felt that they might see traces from her clothes.

She avoided all the people along the way, afraid that they might smell the strong male scent that did not belong to her.

As she walked to the elevator, she was surprised to see Charlotte standing near the entrance.

Charlotte saw Joyce, her almond eyes slightly narrowed, and she thought of something. She had actually been here for a while. The shutters of Luther’s office were all closed, and a few secretaries gossiping like they just saw a film.

She didn't know what was going on and waited at a distance.

Until Joyce came out of the office.

Only then did she realize that it was Joyce who was in there before.

A lonely man and a woman, with the blinds all closed, for so long, who knew what they were doing inside?

She could not wait to go up and tear Joyce apart, but she held it back and pulled out a smile, "Joyce, why are you here?"

"Oh." Joyce saw Charlotte and instantly recalled the way Charlotte knelt in front of her. She explained awkwardly, wanting to cover up, "I was … talking about some business, but I'm leaving."

After saying that, Joyce darted into the elevator.

Charlotte sneered resentfully, “Talking about business with all the blinds closed?” Actually, when she just looked at her slightly wrinkled collar, flushed face, and red and swollen lips, she did not need to think to know what just happened inside.

“Damn Joyce, what a liar! She just promised to move out, and now she was fooling around with Luther.”

She clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into the flesh of her palms.