Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 280

Among the mountains and forests.

Joyce leaned her back against a pine tree and fell into a deep sleep. She barely closed her eyes last night and her mind was always on edge. Now that she had finally gotten out, she was extremely tired and weary and needs to rest.

After having some water and food, Georgia also felt better and her strength was coming back. She also leaned against a tree and was having a rest.

She didn’t know how long it took, but Joyce woke up. The light shone from the gap in the leaves, and she found it hard to open her eyes.

She sat up straight and looked up at the sun, which was already high overhead.

"Oh no, we slept too long. It looks like it's almost noon." Joyce stood up, walked over to Georgia, and nudged her hard, "Wake up, we have to keep running. Run as far as we can to the bottom of the hill."

Georgia was shaken awake by Joyce, and she felt much better over. Just yesterday she felt like she was dying.

Joyce took out some food, ate a cookie for herself, drank some water, and gave Georgia a cookie.

Georgia laughed dryly, "Why don’t you help me untie the rope on my hand? How inconvenient it is to keep them tied up on my back, and now you have to feed me. We are now in the same boat. You untie me, and if there should be anyone coming behind us, I can still help you."

Joyce glanced lightly at Georgia and refused, "No."

Georgia was quite strong and had worked as a mercenary. Although she had been starved for three days and lost her strength, she was now clearly better. If she loosened the rope, in case Georgia wanted to do anything again, she was really not her match.

"Hey, why are you so stubborn, you just don't believe me." Georgia bemoaned, "I'm a woman of my word. Never hurt you again!"

Joyce ignored it and went deeper into the mountain forest.

"But then, the people who want to kill us will know where we are, too. Not a good idea." Joyce shook her head. This would have to be their last resort.

"Hey, I can't get out of here in a million years. I don't know if there are beasts in the damn mountains. What can we do at night? The temperature difference between day and night is the greatest in the mountains." Georgia rubbed her foot against the ground in annoyance.

"We'll see, we'll take one step at a time. Let's keep walking, maybe we can find a creek." Joyce is actually worried about the night. The night in the mountains must be cold and wet, but fortunately enough, it was not going to rain. If it did rain, the temperature would drop sharply and they might die from the cold. Fortunately, they still had some food and water, and thus could still last a while.

The two rested for a moment and continued on their way, walking.

Georgia suddenly screamed, "Ouch, my stomach hurts! It hurts! I want to go to the bathroom."

Joyce's eyebrows furrowed, "You got only a jungle for that."