Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)

Karl's fingers froze as he prepared to press the button.

Yes, what was he thinking? He was single, but she was married. That was the bottom line for him.

It was only appropriate if they were both unmarried.

"And..." Juanita winked, paused and blurted out, "And we even kissed. It felt pretty good, so why don't we try dating and see."

"Ahem." Karl choked again as he thought about the last time he was at the police station, when he and Juanita both accidentally fell down and pressed their lips together, the soft feeling still lingering in his memory.

His cheeks burned up and he reprimanded slightly, "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't mean it."

Just as the elevator came, he hurriedly entered the elevator.

At the moment the elevator door closed, Juanita's bright and warm smile was clearly reflected in the gap.

"Officer Karl, think about it, I'll wait for your news."

After seeing Karl off, Juanita returned to the box.

Joyce made a gesture to push her, "You really want to pursue him? Don't you confess in front of me, I'm so nervous my heart is going to stop. How embarrassing."

Juanita sat down and continued to nibble on the prawns, "It's my confession, not yours. Why are you nervous?"

"Of course we have to pursue love! It's so hard to meet someone I like, I can't let go." Her mouth was stuffed to the brim.

"They say that a woman pursuing a man is the easiest. I think you will finally get him." Joyce sincerely encouraged, "Karl is great and worth your love."

Juanita's eyes dimmed and there was a momentary dip, but it was quickly concealed.

"Don't worry, I'm the undefeatable Juanita! I'll get him!" Her mouth was stuffed full and she laughed brightly.

After eating, the two of them chatted for a while.

Until, Joyce got a call from Luther.

"Is it over yet?" Luther inquired like some authority, "What do you and Karl talk about? Talking so late?"

"He's long gone." Joyce didn't reply in a good mood. He was way too sensitive.

"I'll pick you up, the car is parked across the street. You can see it when you come downstairs and walk across the crosswalk." Luther seemed to be in an instantly better mood and raised his tone a few notches.

"I thought Aaron would come to pick me up?" Joyce was surprised that he came by himself.

"..." Luther was at a loss for words, not knowing how to answer.

He couldn't say he just wanted to pick her up himself and see what they were all doing?

He prevaricated, "Aaron had something else to do."

"Oh, got it. I'm coming down now." Joyce hung up the phone as she packed her things.

She and Juanita went back in different directions, so they went down from the elevators in the east and west directions.

Luther sat in his car, his elbow on the window edge, one hand on his jaw. She could immediately see his handsome figure across the road.

It was raining lightly.

Joyce appeared flutteringly.

She was standing at a crosswalk waiting for a red light. When she saw him, she waved at him.

A smile bloomed on the lips, that smile, in the darkness of the night, in the drizzle, in the lights, as if it was the most beautiful flowers in the world, little by little blooming and dazzling.

He felt his heart beating faster and waited with joy for her to come over.

He watched the vehicles, coming and going.

However, when several large trucks drove past, he was suddenly surprised to find that Joyce at the end of the crosswalk was gone!

It's like, she had disappeared into thin air!