Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

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.

Aaron opened the door to the room and he was carrying several bags in his hands.

He placed the bags on the floor, not far from Joyce’s side, and took the things out one by one.

“President, here are the clothes and shoes and pajamas, all bought according to your order. The screen of Ma’am’s cell phone is broken, this is a new cell phone. This is the medicine Jamie brought over this morning to prevent the wound from getting infected and inflamed, and Ma’am was instructed to take it on time twice a day.”

Aaron placed the medication neatly on Joyce’s bedside table, and then a bottle of water, and a glass.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

“Here’s the food, sandwiches, cookies, bread, and some snacks.” He took all the food out as well and placed them in order on the bedside table.

“I’ll be back as soon as I can. If I can’t make it, I may not be back until this afternoon. You can just eat them. Call me if there’s an emergency.” Luther instructed.

“Well, it’s okay, I feel much better. I can do simple things on my own. Don’t worry about me.” Joyce said. She knew that Luther had just gotten back from Mufron, and with the sudden death of her grandmother, there must be a lot to deal with.

It’s really hard for Aaron to buy so many things and serve her like a nanny.

“What’s this?” Joyce reached out and pointed to a small bag mixed in with a pile of items.

Judging from the outer packaging, it should be jewelry inside, so she asked curiously.

Aaron went up and rummaged around and found the little bag and brought it to Joyce and handed it to her, “I’m not sure, it was from President’s luggage. President, what is this?”

Luther glanced at it and looked instantly embarrassed.

This was the necklace he bought for Joyce before he went to Mufron.

The necklace was called “Wheel of Fortune”, and he never had the chance to give it to Joyce.