Female Novel
Chapter 415
She hatefully picked up her phone and replied quickly.
"Dream on, go back to your house and live there!"
Soon, Luther replied to the text message.
"You're going home? Yes, I'll have Aaron go to Eden Apartment and pack your things up."
Joyce's eyes stared straight when she received the message. Then she took another look at the
message she just sent, "Dream on, go back to your house and live there!" There was indeed ambiguity
and it was not clear.
She replied to the message in a hurry, "I mean, you should go back to your own house and live there!
I'm not going to buy you anything, don't dream!"
She double-checked it again, made sure there was no ambiguity this time, and sent it out.
Luther replied almost in seconds.
"Got it, I'll have Aaron go get them and bring them all over."
Joyce was completely speechless, did he not understand human language? Or did he just ignore the
first half of her message? It was already outrageous enough that he was just entering her apartment,
but now he had to ask Aaron to deliver his things to move in and make everyone know about it?
In a couple of days, would he even have to ask someone to move his furniture in? Like he was actually
living there? It's unbelievable!
She didn't want anyone else to know.
It would be better if she went and bought things for him herself.
She gritted her teeth and picked up her phone, angrily tapping the screen and typing in a string of
messages, "Forget it, I'll go buy it myself."
This time, Luther replied with a love emoji.
After putting the phone down, she felt full of resentment and anger with no place to vent it, and she was
all awake now! It worked better than the espresso.
It was clear that they were getting divorced, but now she was more and more confused about what
Luther was doing. Did he want to keep her around as a mistress? He didn't even mind that she was
pregnant with "someone else's" child?
The most crucial thing was that in this regard, she was powerless to resist and could only let him do
whatever he wanted.
Juanita stayed by Joyce's side, waiting for Joyce to finish her message, and she asked, "What's
wrong? You don't look right. What do I need to do?"
Joyce suddenly looked up and asked, "Juanita, I want to get some crash course, taekwondo? Judo? Or
sparring? Boxing? Which one do you think is more practical?" Although she is good at shooting and
she was not at all weak in terms of strength. But after all, she had not practiced grappling and fighting,
and was no match for Luther, and was caught defenseless by him in bed.
Juanita was stunned, "What, you want to practice self-defense? Afraid that someone will assassinate
you again?" It's true, Joyce had been attacked several times, she should learn to protect herself.
However, it seemed unlikely to be a quick fix.
"Well, sort of. Which one to practice so you can beat the men." Joyce nodded. In fact, the person she
had to defend herself against was Luther, not the outlaw.
"I really understand this aspect. I think sparring is the most practical. After learning it, even a girl can
take down two men. But of course, those two men should not have practiced fighting. If the other party
is also well practiced, it will be difficult. So, once I heard that, I didn't bother to learn. Heh-heh." Juanita
said.
"So..."
Joyce thought to herself, "Luther must have been practicing quite a lot, and his rank must be very high.
Back in Hill Benjamin she had seen him fighting the men in black. He alone could deal with several at
the same time, not a problem. If so, even if she learned sparring now, practicing it for a decade or eight
years, she would not be his opponent.novelbin
Hell, the more she thought about it, the more depressed she became.