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.

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 urgent over the phone. Luther quickly sat

mode

own coat and helped

give me a brief overview of the situation? Just tell me the main points.” Luther stood up and drew the curtains open. The outside was dimly lit, with a grayish eastern sky.

Can you bring a

called Jamie. Jamie lived nearby,

Luther and embraced him from behind. "I'll go with

softly, "Okay, it's chilly in the morning. Put on

against his back and murmured,

for a moment now. No matter what he had to do, she wanted to be

thoughts

while she,

Mr. Ball was anxiously waiting at the

kit and followed Mr. Ball inside. Luther and

the room, Felix lay on the bed, still wearing the attire of the black-clothed men. His handsome eyes were tightly shut, his face pale, but his

the medical kit and carefully examined

for a brain CT scan? I can arrange for a

of injury doesn't require that. Mr. Saunders hasn't woken up because of some subconscious

trusting

Ball let out a sigh of relief. "You scared me. If something happened to Mr. Saunders, how could I

the third party? Why did they

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