You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 689

It's just that he really can't accept it.

"I'm going to get out of the hospital, and I'm going to take command myself.

I don't believe it, I don't believe I can't find it.

It can't be, you must not be doing your best, you must be going in the wrong direction."

Karl struggled, trying to sit up from the bed.

A tearing pain came from his abdomen, making him frown long and hard.

Franklin hurriedly held him firmly in place, "Captain, go to do not move.

Captain, come to your senses.

You go to command, and what can change? We are Interpol, you know very well in your heart, Joyce in that situation, was grenaded off the cliff, the hope of survival, how much can there be? We've done our best, and we won't give up."

Karl did not speak, his eyes gradually condensed into a dead silence, without waves or ripples.

He can't accept it, no matter what he can't accept it.

It's his fault, how he failed to detect Joyce's abnormalities, in vain as a detective.

He remembered that he got out of the car and took Joyce with him to the hideout.

He told her to hide inside and tried to give her the memory for safekeeping.

However, he did not expect that she would leave him and go into danger alone.

He will never forget it.

It was the first time she held him.

Her warm and soft body, embraced in his arms, he seemed to embrace the whole world, at that moment, he was incomparably satisfied, inexplicably at ease.

But why didn't he notice that something was wrong? Why didn't he realize that she had other plans?

He never thought that this hug of hers would be a permanent goodbye.

He will never forget it.

The wild wind blew through the wilderness, lifting her long hair to fly, and her clear voice was sent word by word by the wind.