You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1195

The lapel of the suit exposed inside the coat showed that it was the same piece of clothing.

The pin was also pinned in the same position and had not been moved.

Even so, he must thank Joyce.

She shot blindly, and hit the bullseye. Sure enough, she was a natural marksman.

In fact, when Joyce pointed her pistol at his heart.

He had a vague premonition.

He didn't have any worry, didn't move at all, trusted her completely.

Besides, even if Joyce really wanted him dead, he would be willing to do so.

When the bullet entered, the impact was so powerful that he fell to the ground and had a brief dizzy fainting spell. But soon he regained consciousness. He was unharmed except for the impact on his chest, which was a little stuffy.

At the moment.

Charlotte could not speak, could not move any of her limbs, and was kneeling on the ground in an embarrassing position, blood gushing out of her mouth.

She was reluctant, her stormy eyes staring straight at Joyce.

Joyce slowly leaned down, close to Charlotte's ear, in a voice that only Charlotte could hear, a low sneer.

"Why should I choose one or the other? I'm sorry, I want them all."

Charlotte finally despair, the last bit of light in her eyes was fading rapidly.

She lost, she lost completely.