Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 97

An indoor target practice range on the outskirts of the city.

Felix and Mathew had been there long ago when Joyce and Luther just arrived.

Felix wore a set of casual white hoodie today and he looked sunny handsome, and full of energy. Felix always just looked like a playboy, with his beautiful almond eyes and high nose, just the way most girls would fancy.

Mathew wore a set of dark blue casual clothes, lying backwards on the swivel chair with a game console in his hand. A typical gentleman he was, his hair combed meticulously above his square face and chiseled features. Today he wore a pair of glasses, slightly old-fashioned.

Felix, Mathew, and Luther seemed to have very different personalities, and nobody could figure out why the three of them could just get along.

Joyce followed Luther onto the indoor practice range.

This place was both strange and familiar at the same time to her.

The green walls, the ballistics with almost no ends, the black displays everywhere, and the soundproof equipment all around - this place was equipped with top-notch everything.

Once again, coming to a target practice range stirred up memories of her past.

She spent six wonderful years at the shooting range.

"It's Sunday, and they are still open?" Joyce asked in surprise as she looked around and saw several staff members walking around in black overalls.