Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Somehow, when she that Luther and Charlotte had a child, though just slightly, she actually had an
uncomfortable feeling at the bottom of her heart.

Luther stood there motionlessly for a while, his handsome eyebrows tightly furrowed.

The atmosphere in the room was tense and stagnant.

After a long time, he finally spoke, "I will be responsible.’

Charlotte certainly knew when to stop and knew better than to continue. She got what she wanted today
and thus she hurriedly changed the subject. She smiled and said, "Oh, it’s all my fault to interrupt your work today.
Please don't let me keep you any longer. You must all be so tired after a long day. The doctor told me to stay until
six o'clock, and | can go home if there is nothing wrong. You guys really don't have to stay with me."

"I'll stay with you,’ Shelly said affectionately.

"Okay, you get some rest.’ Luther nodded.

"Then I'll go too, bye." Juanita obviously felt the atmosphere awkward. Apparently, his boss, Joyce, and
Charlotte were in some sort of triangle relationship. She better leave before it was too late.

Then, Luther and Joyce also left the 704th Army Hospital.

Charlotte then called the military service and had them arrange a car to pick her up at six.

On the car.

Joyce didn't say a word, looking at the lights flashing backward outside the window.

Luther's face didn't look good either.

When the car passed by a large supermarket, Joyce suddenly said, "Stop, | want to go in and buy
something. Will you wait for me in the car for a while?"

Luther slammed on the brakes and looked at her in disbelief.

"| want to cook a meal for Grandma." Joyce smiled blandly at him, "I'm afraid | won't have the chance later.’

Stephanie had been very kind to her and really gave her a family. She knew very well that after this incident,
Luther and Charlotte's marriage would definitely be brought to the table for negotiation, and she would inevitably
have to show her hand to Stephanie.

And, as Luther had just said, he would take his responsibility for Charlotte.

Luther could somehow feel the sadness in her words, and his mood went down with it.

The two got out of the car. Joyce pushed a shopping trolley from the front, and the two walked into the
supermarket together.

This was a membership-only supermarket, and the whole building was painted blue. Inside were rows of
shelves that seemed to have no end, clean and neatly arranged. People came here for fresh and premium
ingredients.

Luther had never set foot in a supermarket, and his superiority did not require him to think about the
trivialities of life.

The high and mighty president, seemed somehow out of place in this supermarket, with his premium suit
and amazing good look.