Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

Luther gently covered her ear, “I’m here, don’t say a word.”

Joyce bit her lip tightly, lowered her head, and had to admit that even her fingers were shaking at this point.

The two walked off the podium together.

Seeing that they were about to leave, reporters swarmed around them.

The magnesium lights kept flashing, almost blinding the people around.

“Luther, are you acknowledging it?”

“Luther, are you in love for real?”

“Luther, may I ask when did you get your license? When are you planning to have the wedding?”

“May I ask why you chose to marry secretly, Luther?”

Luther put his arm around Joyce and walked away from the reporters with one arm to protect Joyce.

His voice was extremely cold, “No comment.”

At this point Aaron rushed over, his arms outstretched to help Luther block the swarm of reporters crowding over.

“Get out of the way, get out of the way, no pictures.” Aaron shouted.

“No photos, or R&S Group will reserve the right to sue!” Aaron helped them bar out a road and on the meanwhile shouted a warning.

The reporters, though apparently hesitant, knew better than to follow further. They would not want to offend Luther, unless they did not want to stay in this business.

But it’s a shame that they met such a rare breaking news story yet they could not ask for more details.

The scene of Luther escorting Joyce out undoubtedly acknowledged the relationship between the two, and it was apparent they loved each other.

It seemed that tomorrow’s front page headlines were going to be filled with Luther and Joyce.

Now they finally had a chance to leave the place.

Luther walked down the long red carpet with Joyce in his arms, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, holding each other in love, a beautiful and touching picture, yet the crowd seemed to be compelled to make way for them automatically.

Quickly to the front of the Bentley, Luther pulled open the passenger door, and let Joyce get in first, and then got himself into the main driver’s seat, started, and stepped on the gas.

“Boom”, the Bentley took off.

At the scene, the scene was once so out of control.

However, now that the protagonist had already left the scene, the crowd also had to leave in disgust.

Juanita had been staying right next to the podium all the while, and after the three of them saw Luther and Joyce have left safely, the three of them deliberately walked to a slightly distant place and talked in soft voice.Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“Thanks to your sister this time. Your sister worked at the Civil Affairs Bureau and happened to see Luther’s wedding photo.” One of them said.

“Yeah, I didn’t expect Joyce and Luther got a marriage license.” Another colleague nodded his head. The photo was sent to him by his sister, and he immediately recognized it was Joyce.

It’s so awesome, they could not believe Joyce was the president’s wife.

No wonder last time, the president personally returned the phone to Joyce, and said it was left at the bedside.

“What method did you use to anonymously upload the photos to the forum? Don’t let anyone find out the IP address.” Juanita was timid and a little worried.

“Impossible, don’t worry, my friend is a first-class hacker, and the post was published from an offshore server. Even if the state security comes, they can’t find any traces.” The colleague patted his chest and assured.

“Are we doing the right thing? It’s not like we’re going to get Joyce hurt instead.” Juanita was still very worried, “Some people just said some really hard words.”

That day, Juanita went to the 704th Army Hospital with Joyce and Charlotte and saw the whole thing. Charlotte was pregnant with Luther’s baby, so there was no hope for Joyce.

Originally, she was in a depressed mood to the extreme.

To her surprise, her colleague secretly showed her a photo.

Again, to her surprise, it turned out to be a picture of Luther and Joyce’s marriage certificate.

When she thought about the time, Charlotte should be pregnant after Luther and Joyce got married and she hated homewrecker the most.