The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 912 I Miss You. 

Joyce froze for a moment. She actually didn’t love money anymore? She actually fell in love with Damien?

“How is that possible?” Joyce immediately retorted.

“Big Boss, you’re panicking, you’re really panicking! It’s over, you’ve finally fallen in love!”

“I’m not in love!”

“Then, boss, prove it to me now. Come back, come back quickly, isn’t it motivating to come back and make money?”

Joyce immediately patted the table and stood up, “Savannah, wait, I’ll prove it to you now, I’ll go come now!”

“Okay, I’ll immediately prepare a special plane to welcome Her Royal Highness.” Savannah happily hung up the phone.

Joyce put down her phone. She really wanted to go back. She wanted to prove herself.

However, she didn’t seem to have brought any clothes.

Joyce picked up her phone and swaggered out. Several maids saw her and she immediately shouted, “Tell your boss that I can’t wait for him anymore. I’m leaving.”

Damien bought her with money. Damien had already said that without his permission, she could not leave.

Therefore, the maids would definitely not let her go.

Joyce stood still, waiting for the maid to question her decision.

A maid immediately respectfully said, “Okay, Miss Brown, we will inform him. You can leave now.”

Joyce froze. They… actually let her go?

Joyce was silent for a few seconds, then she walked over to the door. She saw that she was about to go out. However, she stopped again.

“Miss Brown, do you have any other instructions? Do you want us to prepare a special car to take you?”

Joyce froze by the door. Joyce really wanted to leave, but there seemed to be a force that held her back.

“Forget it, I’m not leaving.” Joyce hurriedly ran upstairs.

In the room upstairs, Joyce locked herself inside. No one could see her. She was very anxious.

The phone kept ringing. It was Savannah calling.

Joyce did not answer and did not dare to answer.

At this moment, she actually felt a little timid.

Joyce sat irritably on the carpet beside the bed and curled up. She scratched at her long hair. These days, she was indeed not who she used to be.

Maybe she should admit that she really liked Damien.

A beep sounded, indicating a message from Savannah, “I heard that you didn’t board the plane. What you doing?” Savannah’s message read.

Joyce did not reply the message. She would not tell Savannah that she wanted to stay and wait for

Damien to return.

Joyce took out her phone and dug out Damien’s phone number. She didn’t know what he was doing now.

Should she give him a call?

He didn’t even call her. Why did she have to take the initiative to call him?

But, Joyce felt that she was starting to miss him.

She finally took the initiative, it was nothing

Joyce moved her finger and dialed Damien’s phone number.

The melodious phone rang once and was picked up without any haste. A familiar low-pitched voice passed over, “Hello, Joyce.”

It was not until his warm voice reached her ear, that Joyce felt her restless heart eased. At the same time, she felt a little wronged.

Joyce rested her chin on her knees. Her watery eyes were red, was she about to cry? Probably.

Love was a fragile luxury in this world. She was born with her own mission. She had encountered many beautiful scenery along the way. But, it was only love that she did not experience.

She didn’t dare to give a man her sincerity, and she didn’t dare to let herself learn to be weak and dependent.

However, she met Damien.

Even if they didn’t meet in the best of times, he appeared neither too soon nor too late.

The aura on his body and the gentleness that he unwittingly revealed, made her like and fall in love with him.

Joyce tightly gripped her phone and replied gently, “Yes.”

The man on the other end raised his thin lips, his low-pitched voice already overflowed with a happy smile, “I’ll be back tomorrow.”

Joyce bit her red lips and did not say anything.

The two of them were silent for a while, listening to each other’s shallow breathing. After a while, Joyce heard him whisper, “Joyce, I miss you.”

Joyce curled her fingers and buried her face in her knees, as she smiled.

Love really wasn’t a good thing. She cried and laughed like a fool

The next morning, Joyce woke up early because Damien was coming back today, and she was going to pick him up from the airport.

Joyce drove all the way to the airport when she saw a commotion in front of her.

There was a sharp brake sound, and someone screamed, “Ah, there’s a car accident. Someone’s been involved in a car accident here!”

There was a car accident outside the airport!

Joyce’s heart skipped a heat, and she suddenly had an ominous feeling as she quickly ran forward.

There were already a lot of people around, and everyone pointed to the scene, and talked.

“This man just came out of the airport lobby. He was very handsome. I didn’t expect that he would be bumped into.”

Joyce’s footsteps halted. She could no longer move forward.

She saw a bright red blood flowed over. Through the crowd, she could vaguely see someone lying on the ground.

When he went out, he seemed to be wearing a thin black coat.

Her long, fan-like eyelashes trembled. Her watery eyes suddenly turned red, and she felt cold.

It felt as if someone had pushed her into a cold pool. She was drowning in the cold water. It was bone- piercing cold.

She was almost out of breath.

Was that him?

What

Why did he get into a car accident?

Joyce moved and wanted to step forward to have a look, but her feet seemed to be heavy.

She did not dare to step forward.

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Her eyes became hot, and tears fell.

Tears dripped down her cheeks. Her smooth shoulders were trembling, and she slowly raised her hands to cover her wet face.

The pain and sadness in her heart instantly overwhelmed her.

At this moment, a familiar low-pitched voice suddenly asked, “Joyce, why are you crying?”