Trap me in your love novel Chapter 101

Joyce touched her swollen cheek. She felt her heart burning.

She looked at him with her stunned eyes and said, "brother, you hit me! You haven't hit me since I was a child, and my father and grandfather haven't hit me either. How can you hit me... "

They all helped her, and even beat her!

Are they crazy?!

"Yes, I hit you today. What's wrong?" Looking at her, Caleb's heart throbbed, but he still pulled a long face.

It was true that he had been taking good care of her since her childhood. Even if it was not for him, the whole Lu family, including Jeffery, John and Mark, all of them pampered her. But what about her?

It didn't become good, but worse and worse.

He didn't expect how kind she could be. At least, she shouldn't try to play tricks on some women, snatching them at all costs. The Lu family were always fair competition. They all knew that she loved Mark, but now she had no chance to get close to him. Why did she keep bothering him?

Everything was not because of Jessie's fault. Why would she blame her anger and resentment on an innocent person.

Caleb couldn't stand just thinking of it.

He patted on John's shoulder and comforted him, "don't be angry. It was her fault today. I apologize for her."

John cast a furious glance at Joyce, and then he shook off his hands and left, "take care of her. I have no time to lecture others' sister."

"Brother..."

"Shut up."

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Upstairs room.

Although the pain had been alleviated a lot, Jessie still curled up. Her face had gradually turned red and smooth these days, and was as pale as paper, which made people feel very sorry for her.

Mark ran his fingers through her messy hair and picked up a dozen black hair.

He frowned and continued to brush her hair, but again, a lock of hair fell down.

What the hell was going on?

As far as he could remember, she didn't drop any of her hair...

"Ouch..." Hearing her weak voice, Mark's heart twitched. Guilt and remorse filled his deep eyes.

Why didn't he notice that she got hurt just now?

The blood marks scratched out by fingernails were very eye-catching.

And how about Joyce?

He stood up abruptly and went downstairs. Joyce pouted and pretended to be pitiful to get sympathy, but she didn't have the chance to do so because of what Mark said.

"Caleb, you take her home first. I will explain to grandpa in a few days."