Female Novel
Chapter 1199
"When did you regain your memory?"
Suddenly, Joyce asked.novelbin
Today, if Charlotte hadn't said it herself, she wouldn't have known that Luther had recovered his
memory. She also did not know that Luther's memory loss was a result of Charlotte and Ricky'd doing.
They gave him special drugs and then worked it out as a car accident.
Seaview's was mentioned in their conversation.
She could still vaguely recall that day. When he left that afternoon, he was unusually gentle with her,
kissing her goodbye, and perhaps he already suspected Charlotte at the time.
Later in the evening, knowing he had bought Eden Apartment, she called him, but Charlotte answered.
It turned out that they were having dinner together at Seaview's at the time.
It was that day that Luther had completely figured out everything about Charlotte.
Unexpectedly, she was framed by Charlotte and Ricky.
No wonder, she didn't wait for Luther to come to Eden Apartment.
So that was what happened that night.
When Luther heard Joyce's question, he turned his head gently and looked at her with eyes full of pain
and vicissitudes.
He said word by word in a painful voice, "You fell off the cliff when I recovered my memory."
His voice, which sounded calm on the surface, actually carried too much pain.
Joyce drew a cold breath.
Surprisingly, it has been so long.
She didn't say another word.
Inside the car, it was exceptionally quiet.
Karl had the good sense not to speak. The past was the crux of all the problems between them, at this
moment, they should all be clear to each other, no need to say more.
They were all victims of this conspiracy, and everyone of them felt bad.
Joyce closed her eyes and leaned her body softly against the car seat, slightly exhausted.
"Charlotte revealed that Cecelia was in the secret hospital at Hill 372. I want to get some sleep. Wake
me up when we get to the Special Investigation Unit and we'll talk carefully about what to do next."
Karl looked aghast and clutched the steering wheel, great!
Knowing the exact location of Cecelia, this information, is too important.
Luther reached out and swept her into his arms.
He let her lie on her side in his lap, his long fingers gently brushing between her tangled brows, his
movements extremely gentle.
She was too tired, and the sudden mental relaxation after having dealt with Charlotte today and being
informed of Cecelia's exact location made her quickly fall asleep.
When they arrived at the downstairs of the Special Investigation Unit.
Luther made sure Joyce had fallen into a deep sleep, and he asked Karl in a low voice.
"Is there a sedative?"
Karl stared back, his pupils widening. He instantly understood what Luther meant. He raised an
eyebrow, "There's one in the trunk, are you sure?"
"Hmm." Luther nodded.
Karl didn't say much as he got out of the car and fetched the injection from the trunk and handed it to
Luther.
When the thin needle sticks into Joyce's arm, she felt a tingle and frowned gently.
Luther slowly pushed in the tranquilizer, his long fingers compassionately crossed her delicate features,
soothing her pain. This was the face he had been longing for for nearly four years, but now touching it
felt unreal.
She slept deeply, her eyelashes fluttering gently, her red lips moist.
He didn't hold back, and on her lips, he dropped a lingering kiss.
"Good girl, sleep in peace."
Karl saw it and looked away uncomfortably.
"Is it really a good idea to keep it from her?" He asked.
Luther's gaze, always lingering on her stunning face, was full of reluctance, "She's too tired. We would
get Cecelia out for her."
"Hmm."
Karl nodded his head.