You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 11
Joyce dragged her trolley case, panting as she climbed the hill, looking down at her phone's location every now and then.
No. 1 Sophora Street.
She didn't realize that Luther's house was halfway up the hill, and most importantly, there was no bus that could take her there!
Rich people really do like to live in the mountains.
She was literally walking on two broken legs.
She should have let his driver pick it up.
After quite some hard work, she climbed halfway up the mountain, and finally, she saw the mansion gate, which was surprisingly at the end of the road. Did he just own all the rest of the mountain?
When the big iron door slowly opened, Joyce was dumbfounded.
Inside, boulevards, neat lawns, shaped flowers, and fountain sculptures stretch on and on.
Very far away! An imposing golden European-style building stood on the hillside, shining dazzlingly in the setting sunlight.
Infinity, that's about it.
Joyce was almost crawling when she finally reached the door of the main house.
was panting against the Roman columns
and made a
hide it very well, Joyce could still feel the contempt and disdain in his
with her clothes soaking wet and one of her suitcase wheels falling
didn't even have the strength to
followed Mr. Arnold
beyond her imagination - crystal chandeliers more than ten meters high, and walls plastered with
slowly walked a noblewoman, with a fashionable
glanced at Joyce with disdain, who was wearing white sneakers, an
from, and you just led her to the
speak, another person ran down the stairs and was surprised
You are the wife
let this kind of person
Shelly Warner almost shouted.
Grandma and Luther lived. They both lived in the penthouse, one of the
class, and she knew very well that Shelly
that Shelly would be
nearing the end of
again trusted by Professor Owens to enter the automotive design internship
even
in Khebury, and