Trap me in your love

Chapter 88 Joyce Is A Fool

"Not dead? So you mean she is fooling us all these years? " John gnashed his teeth in anger when he recalled how Mark tortured himself when he knew that Joyce was dead.

He picked up the spirits on the table and drank it up.

"She has been missing for three years. Why didn't she come back? No matter what happens to her, she should try to contact her family and us. How selfish she is! How could you have a daughter like her in your Lu family? "

Caleb," ..."

Although Joyce was a member of the Lu family, it was a pure human being. They were also victims. They didn't know that she came back to life. How could they blame it on others?!

He felt wronged.

Complained John. Jeffery pushed him with his elbow and signaled him to look at Mark.

John sighed and shut up.

Everyone knew that it was a good thing that Joyce didn't die. After all, they loved each other very much in the past. And Mark had been blaming himself for Joyce's death.

However, the most troublesome thing was that Mark was already married!

They could see clearly that he loved Jessie so much. What's more, Jessie was pregnant now. If he wanted to get rid of Jessie for Joyce, it would be impossible for him.

That was unfair for Jessie.

However, there was flesh on both hands and back. Cutting any one of them would be a heartbreaking pain.

"Mark, what's your plan? Derek said that Jessie's health is not very well. Do you want to hide your affair with Joyce? "

"Conceal something?" Mark snorted and drained his glass. "They saw each other this morning."

"Really? So soon! "

Yes, so fast!

sharp eyes were filled with gloom in

ready for

them looked at each other, worried.

she was a woman who would never stop until she got what she wanted. If she gave

if she still loved him,

Would be disastrous!

room was quiet. Everyone frowned with worry.

the phone

answer

to say. They could only sit quietly and watch the phone ring.

rang again and again. After a long time, finally, Mark answered the phone,

"Mark, it hurts..."

were tightened. Hearing

at a loss what to do. Guilt was the only thing he could do.

doctor or

tenderness. But his heart wrenched when he thought

hurts

was like a weak animal who was asking for help with weak voices.

hard to tell what he was thinking. His face

phone

trying his best to control

a knife stabbing into his heart,

who was

skipped a beat, Mark stood up and shouted with anxiety, "Joyce, Joyce..." Then he rushed out of the

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