Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

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Thinking about it, he had fallen into a deep sleep and soon, let out an even breathing sound.

Joyce saw that he was fast asleep. His sharp eyes were closed, and his handsome face was peaceful. Did he really came here to sleep? She was speechless, and had no choice but to help him close the door to his room.

She herself went to the kitchen to heat up the porridge she packed back and ate it. After she finished eating, she took a shower in the bathroom.

It was already 2:00 am after everything was done.

Resigned to her fate, she went back to her couch, covered herself up with a blanket and went back to sleep.

If she had known, she might as well have stayed in the lounge of her office. She had got no peace since she rented Eden Apartment.

By the time Joyce woke up again, it was the next morning.

The pink sunrise reflected on the sofa, and the soft light was soothing.

Joyce stretched her limbs to get up and saw that the door was still closed, and then she saw that Luther’s shoes were still in the foyer. She thought to herself, “I can’t believe he’s still sleeping today.

She washed up, grabbed her bag and went straight out for breakfast downstairs before taking the subway to work.

Since he didn’t wake her up yesterday. Today she naturally had no obligation to wake him up either.

She just let it be, and didn’t want to care.

When Luther woke up, the sky outside was already so dazzlingly and blindingly bright that even the curtains couldn’t cover.

His first feeling was that he was comfortable and refreshed, as if all the pain and discomfort were far away from him, and he did not know how long he had slept.

He picked up his watch, which he kept at the foot of the bed, and looked at the time.

He was instantly shocked that it was already 1 pm! He had slept for almost a full twelve hours.

He hadn’t slept this long since he could remember things.

What was so special about this place? How come he can just sleep so peacefully here?

He got up and washed up, and Joyce was long gone from the apartment, so she must have left for work early in the morning.

He noticed that there was a note on the dining room table.

He picked it up and looked at the handwriting on it, which was flamboyant and individualistic, and it was from Joyce.

“There’s no breakfast, fix it yourself.”

He gave a sarcastic laugh, which was really something she would do.

He looked around. Although the room was cozy, the furniture was really simple, the mattress was not soft enough, especially the sofa was narrow. He could imagine, since she was pregnant, how uncomfortable she must be in the sofa for two nights.

With that in mind, he took out his cell phone and dialed Aaron’s number.

“Mr. Warner, what can I do for you?” Aaron asked respectfully.

“The Eden Apartment I asked you to buy, you remember the address?” Luther said.

“Yes.”

“Get a bunch of high-end furniture, replace all the furniture in Eden Apartment, get me a professional designer, and have it all in place by this afternoon. I’ll send you a message with the password of the apartment.”

“Yes, Mr. Warner! I’ll get on it now.” Aaron replied.

Luther hung up the phone and left Eden Apartment, telling himself that since he had purchased the house, he had a say in what kind of furniture to use. If he went home and couldn’t sleep, he would just come back to Eden Apartment and sleep more comfortably from now on…