You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Just as the atmosphere was getting cold and stagnant, the phone rang. Luther took his cell phone out of his suit pocket.

This was Joyce's cell phone. Last night Joyce's cell phone was kicked away by that masked thug, and it was Aaron who picked it up. The screen was broken, but it could still do the job. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

When he saw that it was Charlotte calling, he wrinkled his nose and answered, "Yes?"

“Luther? Joy, where's Joyce ..." On the other end of the line, Charlotte clearly froze a bit. How come the person who answered the phone was Luther?

Luther put the phone to Joyce's ear, "Charlotte's calling.”

Joyce glanced suspiciously. What was Charlotte doing calling her so early in the morning?

The two of them hardly ever called each other. Even if it was about work, they usually talked about everything clearly in the project team. "What's the matter? Anything wrong?" Joyce asked.

"Oh yes, my mother wants to meet you. When would you be free to come to my house for afternoon tea?" On the other end of the phone, Charlotte asked through clenched teeth. She tried her best not to let her tension show through, and she was holding back very hard.

Joyce was really with Luther. Thomas missed last night and called her later.

Charlotte didn't know who saved Joyce, and she couldn't ask Joyce about last night, so she finally came up with a reason to call Joyce in the morning to confirm.

really Luther who saved Joyce, and what she feared most still

was Joyce so lucky to

was so angry that she wanted to crush the

Useless Thomas!

a bargain for

hesitated, frowned lightly, and refused, "It's not appropriate for me to go to your house, but we can meet at the cafe opposite the company in a few days, okay?" Charlotte's mother, Cecelia, whom she once met at Riveria

to see her, and she was afraid it would be

was suddenly overwhelmed by a strong

that in Cecelia's opinion, she must be

actually overwhelmed by the thought of Cecelia

had a

in the middle between Luther and Charlotte, who had not just a marriage contract

not have a divorce for the

not know what

Cecelia really think

keep you. Hanging up now then.

cut off the phone, and finally could not hold back any longer. "Bang!" She viciously smashed the phone to the cold marble floor,