All Chapters of Divorcing my billionaire husband, his best friend wants me : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

JOANNA. I was lost in thought, replaying the events of the morning with Luther in my mind. I couldn't wrap my head over it. To why I felt that way. To why it happened like that. The heartbeat, the emotions. Everything was still vivid in my mind. Just as I was processing everything, Gina burst into my office. "Ma'am, there's something you need to see right now," she said, her expression urgent.I snapped back to reality. "What's that?"Gina hesitated before speaking. "Sir Asher is causing a scene in front of the company. The security won't let him pass, and he's making a lot of noise about wanting to see you." Asher, really? What exactly does he want to see me for?” My expression turned serious as I stood up from my chair. "I think I need to go downstairs right now.”As I got downstairs, I saw the security guards trying to restrain Asher. He looked frantic, his eyes wild with desperation."Joanna!" he exclaimed the moment he saw me. "I need to speak with you! Please let me speak wit

JOANNA. I pulled up to the mansion. Work was over and I had returned home. I didn't know if Luther had returned as well but I couldn't sight his car.. As I stepped inside, I called out for Diana, hoping Luther might be home. She emerged from the kitchen with a warm smile because she was preparing dinner. "Welcome home, miss. How was your day?" Diana asked me. I glanced around the living room, but Luther was nowhere to be seen. "Diana, has Luther come home yet?" I asked. Diana shook her head. "No, miss. Mr. Luther hasn't been home since this morning he left for work." “Okay no problem.” I replied. I headed upstairs, eager to change into something comfortable before dinner. I was enjoying this office work.. i went upstairs and passed Luther's room, a memory struck me about the last events, the mysterious girl he talks about. Who could she be? Why was I suddenly curious about her? I felt like I might find something, a hint or anything..I just felt the instinct to ente

LUTHER. I winced as the paramedic wrapped my hand, the sting of the injury a reminder of what could have been a much worse outcome. Thank goodness I arrived on time to save Joanna. I know how I felt when the thought of something happening to her hit me, I dreaded it and I had to do anything to keep her safe. It doesn't matter if I got injured as long as Joanna was safe. Joanna's eyes met mine, still wide with fear, but she managed a weak smile and I smiled back at her. Dickson stood beside her, his expression grim. "Dickson, I need you to find out who tampered with Joanna's brakes. The car was fine" I said, my voice low and urgent. Dickson's eyes narrowed. "I will get right on it, sir. I will carried out the investigation" I turned to Joanna, who was still shaken but calming down. "Joanna, did anything happen to your brakes before they malfunctioned?" I asked gently. She shook her head. "No, they just suddenly stopped working." Her voice quivered, the shock of everything

Joanna’s POV. I swallowed hard and turned away slightly, tugging my shirt over my head. My fingers trembled, fumbling with the hem, but I forced myself to keep moving, to pretend this was just... normal. Just helping. Out of the corner of my eye, I could feel Luther watching me. Heavy. Focused. When I finally tossed the shirt aside and reached for the clasp of my bra, I heard it — the sharp intake of his breath. I dared a glance at him He was biting his bottom lip, his eyes dark and intent, like he was struggling to keep still. "Luther," I said, my voice a little too high, "you're acting weird." His mouth quirked at the corner. "Everything about this is weird." And somehow, the way he said it — rough, almost hoarse — made my skin flush hotter. I hesitated, every part of me screaming to run, to hide. But something deeper, something reckless and stubborn, made me move toward him instead. I followed his lead. We stepped into the bathroom together, and the door clicke

LUTHER. I woke up, blinking my eyes.. I sat up and for a second, I stayed still, letting the memories of last night settle over me. The way the words had slipped out — raw, honest, unplanned. Joanna never returned to the bathroom yesterday. The way everything happened was quite unplanned and I couldn't hold myself together. I let out all my emotions last night without thinking of consequences. I bet it was too much for Joanna to handle. I wanted to control my thoughts of her but I couldn't, not when she was bare.. I made that ridiculous request last night, it just came out naturally. I didn't even think Joanna would agree to it but it just happened and we found ourselves in the bathroom. I couldn't keep my eyes off her perky round breasts. I couldn't keep my eyes off her sexy curves, not to talk of her features. Joanna might eventually be the end of me. I wasn't in my right senses when I made that confession but I had to keep it going because I couldn't keep that secret forever,