You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

And no matter how things would end.

Right now, there were more important things for him to do.

"Do you remember what you drank last night and who you had contact with?" Luther inquired.

Joyce thought carefully, “I didn't dare to drink last night. In the end, Lauren insisted that I make a toast to her, and then I had a glass of champagne. Then it didn't take long before everyone began to leave and go home."

"Lauren?" Luther propped his chin up with one hand and he frowned. He remembered how Lauren had targeted Joyce the last time. He was afraid there was something wrong with Lauren. He should not be hesitant, and he should have dealt with it earlier.

“Lauren still dares to give you a hard time in the project team?" He asked unhappily.

“It's actually okay, I can handle it." She was reluctant to judge others, not to mention that Lauren was never so tough as she might seem to be.

drink anything else? Think

she thought that the juice Charlotte had given her couldn't count, and all night

to drug his wife like that. Joyce asked, "By the way, how would you just happen to call me right after I just ran into that

times. The phone happened to be ringing,

thank Juanita. She was the one who thought something was wrong with you and called Aaron to try

I'll ask Aaron to send you a new

the bedside is for you. If something like this happens again,

To his surprise, Joyce did

only one thing he did not do last night! He had seen her naked and touched her all around. When she thought

a bath. You just smelt like a bottle of alcohol.” He said with a contemptuous look. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

of wine last night, “There's no weird smell at all." Even