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Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 22

Back to the Warner family's main house.

Joyce accompanied her grandmother for dinner and talked with her for a while. The two talked and laughed.

Joyce's face was calm, as if the thing had never happened.

There was no denying that Grandma was in a much better mood since Joyce arrived.

Joyce would also give her grandmother massages from time to time to ease the pain caused by her lung cancer treatment.

Luther thought it would be worth it. His grandmother had brought him up all by herself, and he just wanted her to be happy for the last days of her life.

After Grandma fell asleep, Joyce returned to her room.

Although she stayed in Luther's luxurious room for a few days, she never took a closer look at it since she came and went in a hurry each time.

Today she found that there was a storage room in the bedroom. After opening the door, a burst of cold air spread.

Inside were rows and rows of wine cabinets. A whole room for the wines? So extravagant.

She opened one of the crystal cabinet doors, which held all kinds of foreign wines she had never seen before.

She picked the smallest bottle, opened it, and poured herself a glass.

She had never had a drink before. Suddenly she wanted to try it today.

She drank it off.

The pungent sensation flowed through her limbs. She felt that her brain was getting hot, and the body a little numb. And then she gradually couldn't think clearly.

Well, good. She didn't want to think about anything right now, the more numb the better.

One glass, then another, and soon the whole bottle was empty.

She gradually felt dizzy and the burning sensation was all over her body. She tried to stand up, but her legs were weak and she fell on the soft carpet.

So comfortable, it's good to sleep like this.

Some time later, a pair of shoes appeared in front of her.

She looked up with confused eyes.


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