Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 2101: Great Jealousy

On the other side.

The Capital, Sankai Resort.

After three months, it was a long-awaited grand reunion.

Although they had met a few times before, this time everyone was present.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

However, it was nearing noon.

Inside the villa.

Joyce was half-lying in the bathtub, her head resting on a soft cushion, almost falling asleep in the steamy warmth. She didn't know how long she had been there, but her whole body had turned a rosy pink, and she remained drowsy.

Luther pushed open the bathroom door and called out, "Joyce?"

No response.

He walked to the bathtub and saw her head tilted to one side, asleep. Her lips were slightly swollen and her skin bore faint marks.

Luther chuckled softly. She was exhausted.

He wrapped her in a towel and carried her out.

Joyce adjusted herself comfortably in his arms, her hands seeking warmth inside his clothes.

It was the coldest time of the day outside.

Luther's body tensed up and reacted immediately. He looked down at her pale pink skin, his eyes darkening. Perhaps it was because he had stayed in the bathroom too long; he felt parched and his tie seemed tighter than usual, making it hard to breathe.

He had initially planned to wake her up.

Everyone else had arrived and was waiting for them. He was already dressed, but at that moment...

It was as if he were under a spell, poisoned, unable to find relief except through kissing her.

He carried Joyce to the soft bed.

With a slight tug, he removed her towel and threw it onto the carpet.

Joyce finally stirred, her thick eyelashes slowly opening.

"No..." she began to say.

But his kiss silenced her.

Joyce's mind went blank as her body responded uncontrollably to him.

She retained a shred of rationality and struggled to say with her last bit of clarity, "Juanita and the others are all here. We can't stay in the room..."

Luther had already lost control. "Just once, I promise..."

Joyce shook her head. Once? Who would believe that? She couldn't count how many times she had fallen for that lie.

But he pretended not to see her resistance, taking it as consent.

He tore off his shirt, flung his tie far away, and silenced all her protests with a deep kiss.

Joyce sighed helplessly, wrapping her arms around his neck. Fine, let him do as he wished.

They spent a long time together until it was already lunchtime.

Exhausted beyond measure, Joyce leaned weakly against Luther. She didn't even have the strength to dress. Her legs curled up and trembled uncontrollably; even her fingertips quivered from the lingering waves of sensation.

She sighed deeply. As a commanding officer, being worn out like this day after day was unprecedented for her.

They were supposed to join everyone soon, but they hadn't even gotten out of bed yet. She felt utterly embarrassed just thinking about it.

Actually, she had decent stamina but couldn't withstand Luther's demands every night for three months straight. It was a miracle she wasn't completely drained yet.

Especially when they first returned to Khebury and reunited with their children at home.

That night he acted like a madman,

barging in without giving her time to adjust and even hurting her. The next day she couldn't get out of bed at all. She had to make excuses about being injured and exhausted while at Rohomes. Such lies only fooled herself. In front of Anderson and Iris or her own mother, she felt utterly humiliated.

What she didn't realize was that Luther simply couldn't hold back anymore.

Luther dressed Joyce carefully in warm clothes before helping her into a light mink coat because it was cold outside.

Joyce complained, "From now on I want separate bedrooms."

Luther's face darkened immediately. "No way!"

"I want to live longer. Besides, given my rank and status, I should have a dignified 'death'," Joyce replied irritably. She didn't want to end up dying in bed from exhaustion. Luther frowned and covered her mouth. "Don't say such things."

That word terrified him the most.

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Joyce realized she had touched a nerve. Over the past three months since their reunion, their previous experiences felt like a dream. She understood that he was always afraid afraid he wouldn't be able to bring her back or that something might happen to her. His constant need for intimacy stemmed from his fear of losing her. How could she not understand?

Luther released her lips and pinched her nose gently. "I'll be more restrained."

Joyce rolled her eyes hopefully but doubtfully.

She supported herself on him as they stood up. "Let's go; they're probably getting impatient."

"Okay." Luther held Joyce by the waist as they walked out the door.

Sankai Resort was nestled between mountains and sea with breathtaking views. It was Luther's latest acquisition-a high-end resort with top-notch facilities and services exclusively for private gatherings.

Winter had set in.

The winter sunlight wasn't too bright but warm and sweet as if spring were just around the corner.

The fresh air carried a hint of chill but felt comfortable due to the sunlight spreading across the hills.

On the lawn of the estate lay an array of buffet tables filled with gourmet food-freshly grilled top-grade steaks, desserts, cakes, fine wines, exotic juices-everything one could desire.

Waiters moved among them serving dishes.

Soft music played lightly over the lawn.

Scattered around were lounge chairs for chatting.

There were also some baby strollers; nannies pushed them around so adorable babies could enjoy the warm sunshine.

Juanita had already arrived along with Karl.

At that moment Karl held his daughter in his arms playing with her.

Suddenly the baby smiled slightly making Karl excitedly exclaim "Juanita! She's smiling!"

Since experiencing premature birth Karl had been extra cautious lately; now that their child had finally come out of incubation fully grown he cherished every moment fearing any harm might come upon them both.

Juanita rolled eyes at Karl saying "She can smile; she can cry too! What's so special?"

Raising children proved difficult; endless cries day-and-night drove Juanita crazy while Karl treated it like treasure making Joyce's four kids seem miraculous given how one child nearly broke Juanita down completely.

The baby grew quickly now showing signs of beauty unlike when first born small wrinkled unattractive now revealing features promising future loveliness.

"Well at least she looks decent now," Juanita pouted recalling initial fears seeing newborn appearance.

Karl shot Juanita disapproving glance "Don't you dare dislike our daughter."

"Alright alright keep treasuring your precious," Juanita grumbled, feeling sour realizing ever since baby's birth Karl's attention shifted mostly towards daughter. Juanita was then somewhat neglected and so she had unexpected jealousy especially towards her own child!