Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1599

Chapter 1599 Close to Desperation

Joyce couldn't move. She struggled desperately, tears streaming down her face, close to desperation.

The medicine in Otis's hand was definitely not simple.

Otis's purpose was not simple either.

No matter what medicine it was, she didn't want Luther to take it.

She didn't want to lose him. Seeing him in danger, she suddenly realized that she had fallen too deep in his tenderness. A day without him was unimaginable.

Otis was strong enough to subdue Joyce without any flaws.

Luther looked at Joyce, suddenly he pulled out a dagger. This was snatched from Vance just now.

Otis didn't know what Luther was going to do. He dragged Joyce back a little, and he himself clung close to the big tree for cover.

Joyce couldn't see Luther clearly, she could only see a blurry dark shadow, unknown fear overwhelmed her.

In the darkness, Luther's magnetic voice came word by word with the wind.

"Joyce, remember, I love you, I will only love you in this life. If I forget you and hurt you again, don't forgive me this time."

As the words fell, he used the dagger to cut deeply into his own arm, carving her name, Joyce, even if he really forgot, he would remind himself of the deep love he once had for her, engraved in his flesh and blood, and could never be erased.

Joyce's eyes warmed, and tears welled up again.

It was her carelessness, it was her fault, it was her wanting to prove herself, wanting to deal with Otis herself, that eventually led everyone into trouble.

Luther finished carving, threw away the dagger, and swallowed the pills in the bottle.

Otis laughed wildly in triumph, "Haha, Mr. Warner is really heroic. I don't know what the medicine is, but I dare to eat it. You are really touching for Joyce."

Luther coldly said, "I have taken the medicine, now let her go. I will notify everyone to retreat one kilometer to let your plane take off. The antidote is in your hands, what else are you worried about?"

Otis had achieved his goal. He thought for a while, how to proceed next.

At this time, Chris finally arrived. He grappled with Colonel Roselin for too long, missed too much time, and was also wounded in many places. He originally thought Colonel Roselin was a bronze, but he turned out to be a king.

He found the night vision device and arrived to find that Joyce seemed to be hijacked. Not good, he thought.

He sneaked over from the oblique rear quietly. Although Otis hid himself very well with almost no dead ends, relying on experience, he made a noise and fired two shots at the big tree that Otis relied on.

The huge gunshots hit the tree trunk and the wood chips burst out like thorns shot at Otis.

Otis was unprepared and was disturbed. He was startled, and his wrist unconsciously loosened for a moment. Taking advantage of this gap, Joyce suddenly tilted her head back heavily and slammed into Otis's forehead. At the same time, she pushed Otis's wrists with both hands to separate the dagger from herself for some distance.

A godsend opportunity, Luther flew up and kicked the dagger out of Otis's hand.

Joyce gained freedom, struggled out of bondage, and rolled to one side.

Otis judged Chris's direction by the sound and quickly sought shelter, using the bushes to block his oblique rear to avoid being hit by Chris.

Luther then threw out his own gun, "Catch it."

In the darkness, it was difficult to see things. Luther threw it very accurately. Joyce caught the gun and almost at the same instant, relying on the sound of Otis moving, she blindly fired a shot.