Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 159

Khebury downtown penthouse apartment.

This was a symbol of status for the powerful and noble, and only the top tycoons were qualified to move in. Looking down from the top floor, the whole city was full of majestic buildings, with all the lights and prosperous and beautiful scenery in full view.

Shelly sat slumped on the living room carpet, tissues thrown around her.

She kept crying and couldn't stop crying.

Charlotte came to Shelly's home tonight and stayed by to comfort her and keep her company.

Shelly thought of Joyce exposing her in public today, thought of her brother throwing her out of the project team without mercy, thought of all she had encountered today, thought of everything she had done being completely exposed, and thought of how embarrassed she had been today.

She suddenly roared with hideous fury, "Joyce, I want you to die a horrible death!"

She exploded all the emotions inside her.

When she looked at Shelly's hideous, twisted, and crazy look, even Charlotte was stunned. She had always thought that Shelly was arrogant, capricious, temperamental, and brainless, but she never thought that she could be so vicious.

However, it might not be a bad thing for her. The enemy of an enemy was supposed to be a friend.

She covered her cheek and she was so sad, "Since Joyce came to our house, he has been mean to me several times. Today, he even hit me! He never bothered to touch a single finger of mine, and when I broke the golf club he loved when I was younger, he didn't even bother to scold me. Now he even hit me for Joyce! You say, is my brother spellbound by Joyce?"

These words poked Charlotte in the heart.

She stopped her curses from time to time, trying desperately to hide her madness.

There were signs that Luther was becoming more and more attached to Joyce, and from an onlooker's point of view, it looked like he had really fallen in love with the woman. Maybe he just didn’t know it. When she thought about it, she couldn't help but stroke her flat belly. The only thing she could hold on to Luther now was the child in her belly. She could only hold him back with responsibility.

"What would you do if my brother really got hooked on that bitch? You're so pathetic, and you're still pregnant with a baby." Shelly hugged Charlotte and cried out in pain, "I truly want you to be my sister-in-law."