You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 388

After Karl left, Joyce poked her fork repeatedly at the cod fish in front of her, lost in thought.

When she thought about it, there was something wrong. Charlotte just seemed to be everywhere and in everything. She naturally found it suspicious. She and Charlotte grew up in the same orphanage, and although they were not close, there was no conflict between them either.

The only entanglement began because of Luther.

She married Luther under false pretenses, while Charlotte, after becoming the Heath family's daughter, was engaged to Luther and became pregnant.

She thought to herself that since the suspect, Thomas, used to stay in the vicinity of the orphanage.

How about she found some time to ask the dean of the orphanage? Maybe Dean Rachel would have some idea of what's going on around her. Maybe she knew Thomas, too.

Perhaps, it would help Karl with the investigation.

But just now, Karl had asked them not to make any moves, and she was also worried that she might just alert the murderer.

When she was thinking about it.

Suddenly, Luther's magnetic voice rang in his ears.

"Don't poke it! Your fish is now a mess, can you still eat it?"

She was thinking about it when Luther suddenly interrupted her and tapped her plate with his fork.

The crisp "ding-ding" sound brought her back to her senses.

Upon further inspection, sure enough the rest of the cod on her plate had been completely mashed by her.

Hell, she was hungry and hadn't eaten enough.

Luther glanced at her breathlessly.

He pushed his plate of already cut lamb chops in front of Joyce and jerked her plate of cod away.

"You can have my lamb chops. Eat more, don't starve, you need more nutrition now."

His voice was soft and his words were full of concern, which surprised her a lot.

He clearly thought that the child in her womb was not his, and they had filed for divorce proceedings this morning, and now he was concerned about whether she needed nutrition? It made her feel strange.

Luther placed the plate of her crumbled cod in front of himself and spooned it up to finish it quickly.

Then he drew a few napkins and wiped his lips clean.

His series of moves dazzled Joyce.

What was he doing? He actually ate the rest of her fish. Didn't he just say that the fish was already mashed and inedible, so why did he eat it? And he didn't mind that it was something she had already eaten?

He was really getting unreadable.

No idea, at all, what he was thinking.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and eat." Luther glared at her slightly, sipping his Americano while urging her on.

Then, with his legs folded, he watched her eat with good grace.

Joyce picked up her fork and finished all the lamb chops in front of her as fast as she could in the eerie atmosphere and under his direct gaze.

The speed of eating was a bit fast, causing her to almost choke at the end.

"Slow down, why the hurry? It’s all yours. Here, here's a sip of lemonade for you." Luther himself fed the lemonade to her lips.

"I'll help myself." She hurriedly took his glass of water.

There were other people around, and his behavior made her feel awkward.

After she finished eating, she stood up straight away and said hurriedly, "I'll go back to work first."

After saying that, she hurriedly left the restaurant. Since her pregnancy was exposed by Jacqueline, she was always feeling awkward and strange when she was left alone with him.