You Hit My Heart
Chapter 22

Back to the Warner family's main house.

Joyce accompanied her grandmother for dinner and talked with her fora while. The two talked and laughed.

Joyce's face was calm, as if the thing had never happened.

There was no denying that Grandma was in a much better mood sinceJoyce arrived.

Joyce would also give her grandmother massages from time to time toease the pain caused by her lung cancer treatment.

Luther thought it would be worth it. His grandmother had brought himup all by herself, and he just wanted her to be happy for the last days ofher life.

After Grandma fell asleep, Joyce returned to her room.

Although she stayed in Luther's luxurious room for a few days, shenever took a closer look at it since she came and went in a hurry eachtime.

Today she found that there was a storage room in the bedroom. Afteropening the door, a burst of cold air spread.

Inside were rows and rows of wine cabinets. A whole room for thewines? So extravagant.

She opened one of the crystal cabinet doors, which held all kinds offoreign wines she had never seen before.

She picked the smallest bottle, opened it, and poured herself a glass.She had never had a drink before. Suddenly she wanted to try it today.She drank it off.

The pungent sensation flowed through her limbs. She felt that her brainwas getting hot, and the body a little numb. And then she graduallycouldn't think clearly.

Well, good. She didn't want to think about anything right now, the morenumb the better.

One glass, then another, and soon the whole bottle was empty.

She gradually felt dizzy and the burning sensation was all over herbody. She tried to stand up, but her legs were weak and she fell on thesoft carpet.

So comfortable, it's good to sleep like this.

Some time later, a pair of shoes appeared in front of her.

She looked up with confused eyes.

Follow the shoes, she looked up and there were long and slender legs.And then upper, she saw a pair of deep black eyes under the straightbrows, high nose and thin lips. That was so noble, domineering, coldand handsome!

The most beautiful man on earth.

Why did it look familiar?

"Handsome, you're so good-looking." She giggled up at him, drunk ashell.

Luther looked speechlessly at the woman who lay prostrate.

At this moment her tilted head, slightly curved and watery eyes were sosoul-stirring.

Luther felt uncomfortable all over. He dicovered the empty bottle next tohim, and couldn't help but let out a low curse.

This woman actually drank up the Spade A champagne he had beensaving for years.

"Hey, wake up!" He kicked her.

"Handsome man, pull me up. Have a few more drinks with me, and I'llpay you." Joyce's smile was so attrative when she fumbled her pockets,as if she was looking for her wallet.

Damn, this woman treated him as a bartender? Obviously, she can notdrink, but she was so drunk and crazy.

"Get up!" Luther reached out his hand with a upset face and yankedher, but he underestimated the explosive power of a drunken womantoo much.

Joyce's legs were so weak that she couldn't stand up. She draggedLuther and fell straight backwards. Being dragged down by her, Lutherwas tripped. "Bang" a loud sound in the room.

Joyce slumped to the floor, followed by Luther who fell right on top ofher.

At this moment, there seemed to be electric light. Two people face toface, four lips pressed together.

Warm, soft, and a rich smell of the finest champagne, the smell merelymade you drunk.

"Handsome, you are so bad.” Joyce reached out and hooked her handaround his neck, her cheeks flushed. Her sexy lips were seductive andalluring.

Not knowing if it was the smell of wine that caused his trance, or if thescene was too beautiful for this moment.

Luther actually kiss her. She was so fragrant, so sweet, so soft. He justfelt his whole body was expanding. There was bursting feeling in hisbrain, almost can not control.

Joyce was kissed like this and felt lost.

It was so familiar. It's as if he's back to the night when he was drugged.Luther was getting out of control ......000000000000