You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 229

Luther's handsome face was also tinged with a hint of sorrow, "I agreed they could have an autopsy, I used some connections, and the report will come out today. So …"

He took a deep breath and said in a sorrowful voice, "I think the funeral will be held the day after tomorrow at the latest. It's better for Grandma to be buried early."

"I'm going."

When she heard that Grandma had to undergo an autopsy after her death and there was no peace for her after death.

Her heart ached, even her breathing became difficult, and the hand that tugged at his arm slipped slowly and feebly.

When she was about to let go, he steeply held her hand, his warm palm wrapped around her hand, as if giving her strength.

Joyce slowly raised her head and looked at him with eyes that were incomparably serious and full of earnestness.

"The funeral, I must go. I know your mother, your sister, and maybe others certainly don't want me to go. But, I must go to see Grandma off one last time. Please!"

If it weren't for that reason, she wouldn't even want to be released on bail. She certainly wanted to walk out of the detention center after she got rid of all those charges.

"I know. Don't worry," He patted her hand gently.

At that moment, Aaron knocked gently on the door outside.

"President, I've got everything you need for you. Can I get in now?"

"Yes," Luther instructed.

Joyce shrank back under the covers, covering herself all but her little face. She was still wearing Luther's shirt, after all.