You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Luther left his seat, picked up his suit, and put it on, striding out of the president's exclusive office.

When he got to the door, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't taken his gun permit and went back to get it and put it in his suit pocket. Immediately after, he strode into the public elevator and presses the 12th-floor button.

When he reached the automotive R&D project team on the 12th floor, he was slightly stunned when the elevator doors opened and Charlotte was standing at the elevator door.

Charlotte was thinking about whether she should go to the 88th floor to find Luther.

In the midst of the hesitation, she didn't expect Luther to come down on his own.

Joyce hasn't seen Luther in days since her marriage license with him was revealed.

Today was also her first day back to work in the automotive project team after many days.

There was a lot of talk about her in the group, and because of her status as the general's daughter, people didn't dare to say it to her face. But behind her back, the rumor had long spread, and she was not unaware of it. Her marriage contract, right now, was like a joke.

moment Luther saw Charlotte, they

to approach this woman

and didn't know what

reached out and timidly tugged on his arm, "Luther, can I talk to you for a minute?" About the gossip in the group, the pressure Charlotte felt, and the fact that their engagement had become a joke, Luther was naturally aware of them all.

the corner, tears in her eyes before she could

you any trouble?" Taking a step back was

coming to the group.” She choked, her crystal teardrops already falling all the way down her

felt even worse, and promised, “I will forbid the

an accident. Now you can only bear

nodded, "I can wait, Luther, I'm, I'm just worried

looked shy, and held out one hand, biting her lip, "Can I touch you?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in

felt surprised,

gently stroke the side of his handsome face before she

a touch of reality. Luther, you are like a