Chapter 1847: Awakening

At five o'clock in the morning, as if sensing something, Joyce abruptly woke up from a nightmare. She opened her eyes and tried to sit up from the bed. Her movement woke Luther, and he pulled her into his arms, covering her face with darkness and kissing her lips.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? It's okay, I'm here," he reassured her.

The wet and warm kiss mesmerized Joyce for a moment. As long as she was with him, she felt particularly at ease. Gradually, she felt drowsy again and curled up in his arms, dozing off for a while.

Around six o'clock, the first light of day began to seep through the cracks in the curtains.

The phone placed on the bedside suddenly vibrated.

Joyce woke up again and nudged Luther. “I had it on silent. It's your phone.”

Luther murmured in response and reached for the phone on the bedside table while still kissing her.

"Hello? Who is this?"

Unexpectedly, an anxious voice came through the phone, causing Luther's sweet kiss to pause. His body stiffened, and he suddenly opened his eyes, propping himself up on Joyce's neck with his left hand.

"Why do you have my number? What's happened?”

Joyce realized something was wrong and clung to his shoulders with both hands, feeling her anxiety rise.

Mr. Saunders’ subordinate. You must be Mr. Warner. I apologize for calling you out of the blue. Currently, Mr. Saunders is unconscious, and I dare not inform the Saunders family. Can you bring someone to see him?" Mr. Ball's voice sounded

speaker mode to keep Joyce informed

a furrowed brow, Joyce put on her own coat and helped tie

drew the curtains open. The outside was dimly lit, with a grayish eastern sky. It seemed that

go to the hospital casually. Can you bring a private doctor? I found your number in Mr. Saunders’ phone." Mr. Ball gave a brief account of the situation. “I

hung up the phone and called Jamie. Jamie lived nearby, and

Luther and embraced him

top of hers and spoke softly, "Okay, it's chilly in the morning. Put on

cheek against his back and

separated from him even for a moment now. No matter what he had to do, she

understood her thoughts and

at home while she, along with Luther and Jamie, set off to the address Mr.

Ball was

kit and followed Mr. Ball

the bed, still wearing the attire of the black-clothed men. His

medical kit and carefully

for a brain CT

level of injury doesn't require that. Mr. Saunders hasn't woken up because of some subconscious resistance. I'll give him an injection to reduce brain swelling. Within half an

trusting

out a sigh of relief. "You scared me. If

party? Why did they abduct Vicki? Isn't

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