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Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 305

"No need for that, the wound is almost healed." Joyce leaned back, avoiding him, and waved her hand. It was just some scratches, she really didn't need such a fuss.

"I said I'll help you!" Luther took her hand dominantly.

"…"

Several scars were shockingly visible across her fair fingers and several wounds in her hands. He skillfully helped her clean the wounds with iodine volts and then put on a thin layer of ointment.

Some wounds were deeper and he put a band-aid on her.

After everything was done, he seemed to be afraid of something, and suddenly nervously held her hand.

"What's wrong?" She looked at him with slight surprise.

In his eyes, there was unease, happiness, eagerness, and even admiration - a variety of complex emotions overlapped together, and finally condensed into an infinite emotion, "Thanks to your wit, otherwise it would have been fatal."

He repeatedly rubbed the palm of her hand, trembling, pulling her hand to his thin lips, kissing it gently, unable to let go.

"At the time, were you afraid?" He asked.

She nodded, "It's impossible to say I wasn't scared. Especially when I found out that they did not blindfold me. After getting out of the car, the two assailants were not blindfolded either, and I realized then that they definitely wanted to kill me to silence me. That's why they had no qualms about letting me see what they looked like. I knew I had to save myself, and it's a good thing they didn't search me. Maybe they couldn't imagine that I, a woman, would have a pistol hidden on me."

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