Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 1275

A hearty breakfast with a variety of small dishes, toast, porridge, and vegetable salad, even with some wine. Adding to the mood.

"Here are the bathrobes and replacement pajamas, I'll put them here for you." Ivy put down her clothes and looked at them with a smile, then turned to leave and closed the door behind her.

Luther pressed the automatic button and the special magic glass door instantly turned gray and the outside could no longer see the inside.

"What are you doing? I'm taking a bath and you're not going out?" Joyce looked at him warily, she had already taken off her coat, and when she saw that he wouldn't go, she couldn't help but grab her shirt. "I want to take a bath too, I slept in the hospital last night and felt like I smelled like disinfectant."

Luther took off his jacket in front of her and unbuttoned his shirt.

"Hey, don't you go too far." She got annoyed and glared at him. She had seen this man's rascality before.

"How am I overdoing it? Is it against the law for me to shower in my own home, with my own wife?" He didn't care and unbuckled his belt in front of her.

"Hey..."

Joyce hurriedly turned her back before his pants slid down, not wanting to look at him. His body is too perfect, his whole body has not a trace of fat, lean lines, whoever looks at it will have blood flowing. Unnaturally, her face was surprisingly red.

Fortunately, she was feverish and her cheeks were scarlet so that her embarrassment could not be seen.

"Who said I was your wife." She gasped. Obviously divorced four years ago, I didn't think it was invalid. Now well, it felt like he had a hold on it. A legal marriage, so he could do whatever he wanted. "The law, Karl, says that you and I have a valid marriage license. You and I are married and have been for the duration of our existence." Luther watched her torpid back with amusement and walked inside the spa first himself.

The warm water, covering his entire body, warmth flowing throughout the body, all of a sudden comfortable up.

"Come on down, the water is just the right temperature." He leaned over the edge of the hot spring and looked at her playfully, reaching out to tug at the hem of her shirt.

Joyce annoyed to draw back her hem, always turn her back on him, "You want to wash yourself, forget it I do not wash. What's wrong with having a marriage certificate, you can divorce again." The words just fell.

"Ah." She exclaimed, and her whole body was dragged into the water by Luther.

Although she has taken off the jacket, but after all, still wearing a thin shirt and bottoms, was dragged into the water by him, clothes instantly wet, all adsorbed in the body.

The warm water running around her body brought a sense of relaxation that made her sigh softly.

Immediately afterwards she snapped back to her senses and glared angrily at him.

Unexpectedly, at this moment in the water, he looked at her with a kind of hidden hurt eyes, fixed, dark eyes showing sad emotions.

She froze, and wondered what was wrong with him, suddenly showing this expression.

Suddenly, he grabbed her hand and placed it above his heart.

The voice was slightly mute and the eyes contained hurt, "Joyce, some words should not be said easily. It's going to hurt me here."

She was stunned for a moment before she realized that the sentence she said just now, "What's wrong with having a marriage license, you can divorce again," seemed to have hurt him. At the moment, the sadness in his eyes made her feel a little bit of heartache.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something ultimately did not say.