You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 703

After Jacqueline and Shelly left.

Casey and Aaron also arrived at the VIP ward at St. Maria Hospital after they were informed that Luther had awakened.

Earlier in the elevator, Casey ran into Mr. Baldwin.

They were all acquainted with each other and the two nodded to each other.

When he ran into Mr. Baldwin suddenly in the hospital, Casey had doubts in his heart, but eventually he knew better than to ask questions.

They arrived at the VIP room and heard Jacqueline and Shelly talking inside, and they waited in the doorway.

Afterwards, they saw Jacqueline and Shelly both come out with red eyes and droopy heads.

Casey and Aaron both bowed respectfully in a hurry.

They then entered the VIP ward.

Right after they got in, Aaron saw Luther struggling to get out of bed with beads of sweat sliding down his forehead.

The moment he got on his feet, however, Luther shook violently and went limp.

Aaron rushed forward to support Luther, "Boss, what are you doing? How can you get out of bed with a broken calf bone in a cast? Even your ribs are broken."

Luther leaned on Aaron for support and finally stood up, his face pale, "Contact the helicopter and ask them to get here. I'm going to find her ..."

He would love to walk on his own, but in fact it was so difficult that he couldn't take half a step, and his chest hurt so much that he felt like he was dying.

Aaron advised, "Boss, it's not even possible. You have to wait until you get better.

“I know you are anxious, but do not worry. I have used all our forces to look for Joyce, and I have even sent quite a few helicopters.”

“I will keep an eye on it and never give up."

Aaron looked extraordinarily serious. If Luther looked closely, there had been dark circles under his bloodshot eyes. Apparently, he had not closed his eyes for a few days.

He could not be more anxious about Joyce.

In his heart, only Joyce could be Mrs. Warner.

Now that they could all know Charlotte for what she really was, it couldn't be better.

"How's the search going, anyway?" Luther was forced to sit back on the bed, gasping for breath, as if a boulder was weighing on his chest.