Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1576

Chapter 1576

Everything was worth it.

He stretched out his bloodstained hand, wanting to touch her.

Joyce immediately grabbed his hand, "Justin, what do you want to say?"

"You're fine... Andres is fine... just fine..."

Justin spoke intermittently, struggling to say every sentence.

"You'll be fine." Joyce choked up, pressing harder on his wound to stop the bleeding.

"Joyce, I finally... have the face to see you..." His voice was weak, getting lower and lower, "I have no regrets..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I have regrets. Listen to me! If you dare to have anything happen, I'll hate you for the rest of my life." She choked up to warn him.

Justin's lips curled into a gentle smile, "Okay, it's a deal... for life... can't go back on it..."

Hating him for the rest of his life would be fine. At least he would always be in her heart. He was content.

At this moment, he gazed at her affectionately.

Clear and delicate features, eyes as clear as the light of the sky and clouds.

At this moment, he was still the same as before. He finally returned to the Justin of the past.

Joyce's eyes were wet.

She suppressed her tears with difficulty. His words were like farewell.

She couldn't accept it.

She was more and more fragile now, unable to accept life and death parting. She didn't want anyone to just leave her like this, leave this world.

She would never allow it.

She pressed hard on his wound, but the fresh red blood kept gushing out, spilling everywhere, spreading like fear, chilling her limbs.

He comforted, "Joyce, I have an ambulance with me. We have professional medical staff who will be here soon."

Originally, it was prepared for his subordinates in case of injuries so they could be rescued in time.

He didn't expect Justin to be shot.

"Um." Joyce nodded repeatedly. Karl always thought of everything the most thoughtfully.

Anderson grabbed Justin's hand, "Uncle Justin, you must hold on! The ambulance is here."

Justin was too weak to speak. He maintained the last bit of consciousness to prevent himself from falling asleep.

It didn't matter. He had no regrets left. Before leaving, he left a will. He never thought about coming back alive. She had forgiven him, that was enough.

At this time, two of the men in black lying on the ground slowly stood up.

Karl's men were immediately alert and aimed their guns at them.