Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1806 - Don’T Leave Me
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Chapter 1806 - Don'T Leave Me

Chapter 1806 - Don't Leave Me

He took off his slippers and lay on the bed with her.

Joyce lay quietly in his arms, listening to his heartbeat.

She seldom showed anxiety, nor revealed such deep attachment.

Luther sighed lightly. If it were in the past, he would have been overjoyed that she relied on him,

needed him, which was what he wished for the most. But now he knew what she was worried about.

He didn't speak, just held her silently, gently caressing her back.

After a long time, he asked, "Are you hungry?"

In the morning after she had washed up, he saw her lie back in bed flipping through documents,

without eating anything until now.

Joyce shook her head, "I'm not hungry, let me hold you a little longer."

Luther chuckled softly, "I'm just going to get you some breakfast, I'm not leaving."

"No." Joyce shook her head, "Don't go, stay here."

She tightened her arms even more, preventing him from getting up.

Luther lay back down, gently patting the back of her hand, "Okay."

He held her up closer until they were face to face, touching her forehead. He looked into her clear

eyes, his reflection in them. He reached out and stroked her long hair behind her ears.

His arm went around the back of her head, hooking her neck, and pulled her to him, suddenly kissing

her lips.

"Mmm..." She let out a muffled moan, which was swallowed up by him.

His kiss was very eager, like after being suppressed for a long time he finally got release, out of control

penetrating deeply.

Joyce couldn't keep up with his pace at all, she could only passively accept it.

His other hand reached over and hugged her waist, pressing her tightly against him.

As he stormed her mouth, his hand had already slipped under her top...

"Mmm..." Joyce let out a faint moan from her throat. Her heart was disturbed into a mess by him. She

really wanted him too, her whole body ached badly.

She kissed him back actively, the moment their tongue tips touched, her whole body was like

electrified, instantly going soft.

Luther maintained some sober thought, he knew he couldn't do this, she was injured and not fully

recovered yet.

He just wanted to kiss her deeply, to alleviate his own urgency.

"That's enough, stop." He left her lips, panting uncontrollably fast.

But Joyce refused to stop, "I want you..." She hooked him, unwilling to let go.

He held her off, "No, it will hurt you."

She whispered in his ear, "It's okay, be gentle, I can take it."

With that, she took the initiative to hook him in, bringing him into the next wave of passion, not allowing

him to retreat.

After a long time, when everything calmed down.

They lay embracing each other, their heartbeats gradually returning to normal.

Joyce gently reached out and wiped away the sweat on his brow. This man gave her all his gentleness.

He was extremely careful and gentle, afraid to hurt her one bit.

A gentleness she had never experienced before, she knew he had been restraining himself, enduring,

he cared so much about her. It made her heart tremble.novelbin

And now, looking at him close his eyes satisfactorily and sleep beside her, she also felt physical and

mental fulfillment.

They needed each other. Whether in body or heart, they needed to blend together. Only then could

they feel each other's co-existence.

"Are you okay?"

Luther slowly opened his eyes. It had been too long since he completely had her. The slowed down

limit experience just now made his whole body and mind extremely satisfied.

Joyce nodded, "No problem, like you said, my physique is good enough. I can take your torment."

He laughed and reached out to pinch her nose.

"So naughty."

She laughed too.

"Time to get up for breakfast, otherwise my two sons will go hungry, and I'll feel bad too." He pretended

to be unsatisfied.

"Okay." Joyce nodded. After the previous passionate exercise, she was starting to feel hungry now.

"I'll carry you." He got up first.

"No need, the doctor said I can move by myself now." Joyce leaned on his shoulder to get up.

Luther smiled gently.

Just then, he suddenly felt something wrong, a stream of warm liquid surged from his nose.

Damn it, he cursed in his heart. His nose bleeding again, always with no warning signs. Although the

previous times he had perfectly avoided Joyce, never letting her notice.

But today it seemed a bit difficult to hide it from her.

He quickly turned away, hastily grabbed some napkins from the bedside table, and covered his nose to

wipe away the blood. But then, he felt another stream of heat coming out from his ears, winding all the

way down his neck.

Unable to cover up both sides. He knew he couldn't hide it today.

Joyce caught a glimpse of him suddenly having a nosebleed, blood also coming out of his earholes.

The shocking red made her heart thump violently. She panicked at once, hurriedly grabbing napkins to

help him wipe away the blood.

She even wanted to plug up his bleeding earhole.

Although she knew in her heart, having heard the biotech researchers say before that he would bleed,

seeing it with her own eyes was another matter.

Unable to plug the unceasing blood, the paper wad she stuffed in his ear was instantly stained red

again.

"What to do?" Joyce became anxious, "Should I call Jamie? Let me call."

"No need, it's nothing." Luther held down her panic-stricken fumbling body, "It's okay, I have

experience, it will stop bleeding soon."

He tilted his head back, covering his nose.

Shortly after, the blood finally stopped.

Only the blood from his earhole had stained his clothes and the bedsheet.

Joyce got off the bed and took a towel soaked in hot water, going up to help him wipe away the residual

blood stains. Looking at the snow white towel stained bright red, she only felt her heart thumping wildly.

Unknowingly, her eyes brimmed with tears that she couldn't control pouring down.

She didn't want him to see her cry, afraid it would affect his mood.

She quickly turned away, but he had already seen.

He gently pulled her into his arms, soothing, "Don't cry, it's not bleeding anymore."

The more he soothed her, the more upset she became, remembering these days she had found no

information from her research. She felt terrified and sad in her heart, painful as if millions of ants were

gnawing away.

She turned and threw herself into his arms.

"Wu wu..." She cried loudly, letting all her tears flow onto him, "Please don't leave me. I can't be without

you."

She had never been this fragile in her life, even pleading with him. She really needed him.

"I regret it so much, in the four years I was always thinking of you in my heart. If only I had come back

sooner..."

Luther suddenly sealed her lips, kissing her, stopping her words as well.

After kissing her, he left her lips, "Silly, if anyone's wrong, it's all my fault. Believe me, I will stay with

you, I won't leave you."

He felt extremely distressed, never seeing her cry like this for him in his life.

Joyce nodded her head in a mess, burying herself in his arms, crying even harder.

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