You Hit My Heart
Chapter 88

But the chaotic scene in front of him — clothes all around the place,blood-stained sheets, Joyce's injured arm, and her scarlet face.

Jamie could probably guess what's going on, too.

Luther said irritably, "Hurry up and give her a sedative.”

"Okay." Jamie took out a syringe and gave Joyce a shot.

The agitation in Joyce's body gradually disappeared as the medicine inthe needle hole was slowly pushed in.

She drifted off to sleep.

Jamie then looked at Luther. His shirt was unkempt, and the buttons onhis shirt were wrong. Luther, who had always cared so much about hisappearance, would never allow such a thing to happen before. Andwhen he saw the red mark on his neck, Jamie teased, "Luther, I'msurprised you could hold yourself back.”

Luther a sharp light swept over, "You talk a lot of nonsense, tired ofyour life already?"

"I dare not." Jamie shrugged. Somehow he always felt that he hadspoiled their good mood.

"The drug seems to be very strong. Fortunately, she is a woman, and ashot of sedative would be enough. She would be fine in the morning."Jamie said straight away, “If a man was drugged instead ......"

"What happens to a man when he's drugged?” Luther asked, frowning.Jamie regrettably spread his hands and said, "Due to the differentphysiological structures, when a man is drugged, he has to replace awoman to solve it. Otherwise, a certain place can't bear the pressure,the blood vessels will burst, and maybe from then on they will becomeliterally invalid."

Luther mentally lamented that no wonder he could not restrain himselfat that time and felt that his whole body was going to explode. And thatwas also why he would do that kind of thing with Charlotte. So,Charlotte had indeed saved herself in a crisis. He must not stay awayfrom his own responsibility.

Jamie took out a bottle of medicine, handed it to Luther, and instructed,“Tomorrow morning, if she's still having a hard time, take this medicineagain. I think it should not be a big problem."

"Hmm." Luther was at a loss and took it casually.

“But I'm really curious, why did she hurt her arm? To defy you? What afierce woman! It looks like the bleeding has stopped, do you need meto re-bandage it for her?" Jamie looked at Luther with amusement.Obviously, Luther looked embarrassed.

They had been friends for a long time, so it's okay to joke aroundoccasionally.

“You can get lost.”

Luther blackened his face and drove away.

Jamie sure knew better than to continue.

Before leaving, he teased, “Luther, fiery woman is really your type,right?”

In fact, the people around them all knew that Luther didn’t usually wanta woman next to him, and in fact, he was never ascetic, nor did hehave any problems sexually. He just never found the right woman forhis appetite. They agree that Luther did not like mild and gentle girls,but should like more firey ones.

Right now, it seemed that they were not wrong.

After Jamie left, Luther sat back down on the edge of the bed.

At this moment he had completely calmed down.

He saw Joyce's entire body curled up under the covers, sleepingpeacefully.

Suddenly she moved and the covers slipped off, exposing her snow-white shoulders.

Luther's eyes tightened, and his mind drifted back to the ambiguousscene just now, and how wonderful she was.

Beneath the bedding, he knew that she was almost exclusively in herunderwear.

He took a deep breath and found a set of pajamas to help her on. Hetried to turn his face sideways, not daring to look at her snow-like skin.Just like that, he still lost control of his body again.

All his life, he just got whatever he wanted.

He never lacked anything. He just got whatever he wanted, every time!He shook his head and laughed bitterly. What kind of situation had hegot himself into right now.

Getting up, he walked to the bathroom. Damn it, another damn coldshower.