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Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1113

She was also just an ordinary woman.

After experiencing fear, she also wanted shelter to allow her to heal her wounds.

Luther hugged her tightly, and his arms were gradually tightening.

His lips gently fell on top of her temples, and he began sniffing the fragrance of her body.

His affection was gradually ignited, and he reached out and turned her delicate little face towards him.

In front of him, the red lips that he had been longing for were close at hand.

They were slightly open, exhaling and enticing him.

Joyce looked at him, knowing that his movements had violated her, but she did not avoid it, and she did not make a sound to stop it when he kissed her on the temples. Now, his handsome face was so close to her, and his thin lips about to fall.

But her whole body seems to be hit by an electric current. She felt numb and could not move.

He then slowly closed his eyes.

She was tired, she admitted, and she needed spiritual solace.

Luther bent his head, and got close to her lips. He laughed low, and he knew, she had him in mind.

It would not be long though. They just need to hold on a little longer, and when he proved her identity for her and cleared the way, he could really have her.

Just as his lips just touched hers…

Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open vigorously.

"Mommy, I'm home!" Anderson bounced into the room.

Joyce was snapped out of the intimacy and left his warm lips in a frenzy.

God, what was she doing?

She found herself still in Luther's arms and just as they ...

"Did you sleep together?" Anderson simply questioned Luther.

Luther nodded, "I'm not going to lie. We did sleep together."

Joyce, "..."

They did sleep together. But they did nothing more than that. She glared back at Luther. How could he teach a child that without correcting the ambiguity in the words.

Luther shrugged helplessly, emphasizing, "Can't lie."

Joyce was speechless, "..."

Ivy rushed forward to cover Anderson's eyes, "That’s not for a child. Come, I will take you to have some snacks."

Ivy said with an embarrassed smile, "Excuse me, excuse me. You guys can go on."

"No, I want to see. I want to see kisses! I want Mommy to have a baby brother to play with me in the future." Ivy blocked Anderson’s eyes and he screamed and jumped in discontent.

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