Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

Mufron, night.

Luther was meeting with Professor Williams and it was going well.

After the meeting, Professor Williams extended a friendly hand to Luther, “Mr. Luther, this is a great conception and design, and your wife is really talented. She solved a lot of practical problems. I am very much looking forward to the next time we meet and I hope she will come with you. I am curious what kind of woman she must be to have such extraordinary wisdom.”

“Good. Thank you for your appreciation.” Luther shook his hand.

“You are so fortunate. You have such a beautiful and intelligent wife. I am truly jealous.” Wilson smiled, “I will open up the Mufron market for you, your wife has a great future ahead of her, and I will put her on top of the glorious pyramid in the industry. Please rest assured. I look forward to our next meeting.”

“Definitely.” Luther was in a happy mood.

R&S Group had always focused on talent, and there was no way he would let go of a talent like Joyce.

Listening to Professor Williams praise Joyce, he couldn’t help but feel happy. It was like someone praising his wife, which made him really proud of her. At this moment, he seemed to have completely forgotten that he and Joyce were only nominally married.

Casey stood aside. The fact that Joyce had been praised by Professor Williams was undoubtedly the highest honor. It was not in vain that he had insisted that the boss come overnight tonight to visit Professor Williams.

“I heard that you are going to catch a plane back home soon and can’t wait to see your beautiful wife? Well, a brief separation from time to time actually adds more fuel to your love. Hahahaha.” Professor Williams laughed freely.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across his handsome face. He did want to go home badly. A few days without seeing Joyce had made him very much impatient.

“Thanks for understanding, Professor, and thank you for meeting us tonight. Bye!” Luther bid farewell to Professor Williams.

Casey and Luther left together in a business car and headed straight to a private airport on the outskirts of the town.

Luther’s back slumped against the back of his chair, his whole body relaxed and his eyes closed. Tonight he could sleep overnight on the plane, and he would get to the country in the morning, and by the time it’s evening in the country, he’ll be home.

At this time, his newly replaced cell phone suddenly rang. The urgent rhythms of the new ring tone made him panic and uncomfortable.

His narrow eyes cracked open a slit and glanced at the screen. When he saw that it was Joyce calling, his dark eyes widened abruptly and he picked up the phone almost instantly while pressing the answer button.

God knows how long he waited for her call and how anxious he was.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“Hey, Joyce, what’s wrong with you? I’m telling you, Joyce, you’re dead when I get back!” After answering the phone, Luther couldn’t stand it and was furious.

“Hey, why don’t you say something!”

On the other end of the line, Karl was silent for a moment, waiting for Luther to finish before saying, “Hello.”

He heard a man’s voice on the phone.

Luther at first froze, and then anger and jealousy surged in his heart uncontrollably.

“Who are you and why do you have Joyce’s phone? Is she with you now?” He questioned through gritted teeth.