You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 209

"Mom, what did Mr. Donaldson just say on the phone?" Shelly was sitting on the sofa playing with her

phone, and when she saw Jacqueline finish her phone call and looked bad, she came over to ask.

"The will might actually have been changed by your grandmother herself," Jacqueline said through

gritted teeth.

"What!" Shelly screamed, "What gives Grandma the right to go so far? What is Joyce, an outsider? An

orphan! Grandma is so biased, she's senile! Mom, what about us? What about our shares?"

At that moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Shh!" Jacqueline made a no-sound gesture to Shelly, who glanced at the wall clock suspiciously, "Ten-

thirty, who could that be?"

Shelly, with a black and blue face, walked over to open the door and questioned angrily, "Who is it?"

When the door opened.

Shelly was frozen in place, and it was Luther!

"Brother, you're back so soon, just, just like that?" Shelly stammered, panicking all of a sudden. When

they called Luther in the morning, he was still in Mufron, and in just over ten hours, he was back in

Khebury?

Oh God, the part she just shouted was just across the gate, and she now wondered if Luther heard it.

Jacqueline was also shocked since she thought Luther would not be back until tomorrow at the earliest.

When Luther appeared in front of her, it was completely beyond her expectation. All the preparation

she made was now disrupted, and her mind went blank.

"What, you guys don't want me to come back?" Luther coldly looked at the two people in front of him,

and obviously, they were his closest relatives, but now they looked so strange.

"How?" Jacqueline wiped her forehead and said awkwardly, "Luther, you weren't home and something

so big happened. I was freaking out, and I didn't know how to handle all those things that followed.

Luckily you're back, so I can finally sleep in peace tonight."

"Yeah, brother. So many things waiting for your signature, the coroner, and the police department,

they're all rushing us." Shelly chimed in.

Jacqueline's mind wandered, thinking that since the will was not tampered with…

Her first priority now was to hurry up and get Joyce and Luther a smooth divorce.

"Luther, wait a minute. There's an important document that you need to sign quickly." Jacqueline

hurried back to the room and took out the divorce agreement that Joyce had already signed.

She brought the divorce papers in front of Luther.

"What's this?" Luther picked up the agreement, and when he saw the words "divorce agreement" at the

head, he raised his brows.

"The divorce agreement, Joyce has already signed it. You hurry up and sign it, and get rid of that Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

woman." Jacqueline goaded from the side.

Luther flipped through the contents briefly and turned to the last page. When he saw Joyce's signature,

his handsome face had been covered with clouds.

He could recognize this was Joyce's handwriting, and all those quick and sharp stokes showed nothing

but her relaxed and powerful personality, without a trace of attachment. He felt angry instantly for no

reason.