The floor in the bathroom was slippery because of the shower she just took.
Joyce was pulled hard by him and stumbled a little, almost slipping.
He smoothly opened his arms and wrapped her in his arms at once, hugging her tightly so she wouldn't fall.
The two pressed against each other, their skin now rolling hot.
And she heard those shameless words of his.
Her anger rushed up at once. She pushed him away with force and loudly rebuked, "Let go of me, there is a limit to joking. Last night, it was indeed you who saved me. I am very grateful to you! But that doesn't mean I can let you do whatever you want."
With those words, she rushed out of the bathroom, slamming the door heavily as she left.
It's so abominable!
Luther watched as she fleed away. Although she looked exasperated, she was not really angry. And he only found it funny.
For two days, since Joyce disappeared in front of his eyes and was kidnapped, he spent every second afterward on edge, and every day was a muddle.
Now he suddenly felt so relaxed, and he was in a happy mood.
After showering, he dried his short hair, put on his comfortable pajamas, and walked leisurely downstairs to the dining room.
Joyce was already sitting in the restaurant waiting for him.
The table was full of dishes, all of which he had specially prepared.
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