Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1937

Chapter 1937: Entering the Interior to Investigate

Clint felt a sharp pain in his chest, almost unable to catch his breath. He endured it and shook his head, "I'm fine, are you okay?"

As Joyce stood up, she helped him up as well.

"I'm fine. Thanks to you just now. If I had fallen down, it might have affected my child in the womb. You saved me. Thank you," she said.

After Clint regained his balance, he rubbed his chest and said, "You saved my life, and you're thanking me for such a trivial matter. I can't bear it. Please don't say that again."

Joyce chuckled softly, "Okay, I won't say it anymore. Let's go downstairs."

Clint nodded, "I'll walk in front. The floor is slippery, so be careful."

"Okay," Joyce nodded.

When the two arrived downstairs, Jamie had already brought the medicine.

The three of them got into the car together.

Jamie asked, "I'll take Munin back first. Where are you going? I can drop you off."

Joyce glanced at her watch and said, "That's fine. I thought I would have to stay at the hospital for a long time, so I had someone take my car away. I need to go to JK Intelligence now, it's nearby. Can you give me a ride and drop me off along the way?"

"No problem," Jamie replied.

At that moment, Clint asked, "What does JK Intelligence mean?"

"Oh," Joyce waved her hand, "It's a small company I established, mainly focused on developing intelligent technology and high-end security systems. Just a small company, nothing worth mentioning."

"You're too modest. Since you personally established it, how could it be a small company?" Clint knew everything about Joyce's background. He had already investigated it thoroughly. It involved not only intelligent technology and high-end security but also some top-secret military designs related to internal warlords, such as anti-electromagnetic pulse. In this aspect, Joyce was a genius.

He always had a soft spot for geniuses.

"Can I come and have a look with you?" Clint pretended to be curious. "The police said I used to work in the field of technology. But I have no recollection of it at all. I thought maybe seeing something similar could stimulate my memory and help me recover sooner."

Joyce was about to refuse. After all, he was a stranger they had just met by chance. It didn't seem appropriate for him to visit her company, even if it was just for a tour.

But the way he put it made it difficult for her to refuse.

After all, the sooner he recovered his memory, the sooner he could figure out his identity and find the person behind his injury.

It would also bring her some closure.

Joyce hesitated for a moment, her brows furrowing slightly.

"It's alright if it's not convenient. I just mentioned JK Intelligence because I heard you talking about it. I'm sorry for overstepping," Clint pretended to be apologetic with sincerity in his voice. "After being rescued, I've been staying in the apartment every day, not daring to go anywhere. It's been quite dull. That's why I made an unreasonable request just now. I apologize."

Joyce couldn't bear it. She thought about how he had just saved her, preventing her from falling. If she refused him, it would seem ungrateful. Moreover, it wasn't an excessive request. She was just being overly cautious, always on guard. What threat could a weak and ill man who had undergone heart surgery and lost his memory pose to her? She was overthinking it.

She hurriedly said, "It's not inconvenient. I was just worried that you collapsed this morning and still insisted on having an examination. Are you sure it's okay for you not to go back and rest now? Can your body handle it?"

Clint cleared his throat, "I feel good now."