Chapter 1587

The night swayed, stretching endlessly. The next day, dawn had yet to break, but the time had already reached 7:30 a.m. Lucille rolled over, sucking in a sharp breath. The soreness all over her body was a constant reminder that the culprit had not let her off at all, as though he had poured all his energy into tormenting her. How infuriating! The more Lucille thought about it, the angrier she got. She lashed out with a fierce kick at the man beside her. But the moment her foot made contact, it was caught. A low chuckle came from above her. "What, trying to murder your husband?" Lucille quietly ground her teeth. Joseph's lips curled into a smile, his mood clearly good. The satisfaction in his expression, softened by the gentleness in his brows and eyes, made it hard to look away. Lucille withdrew her leg, shot Joseph a glare, and got up to get dressed. She could not help but wonder if the noise from last night had been overheard… If so, that would be incredibly awkward. Lucille touched