You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Auntie, I'm sorry, she won't take any money." Luther smoothly yanked Joyce up from her seat and tugged her to her side, bending and bowing, "Sorry, auntie, I'll come to the Heath family to explain in person some other time, goodbye for now."

“I ... am not ..." Joyce was completely confused by Luther's sudden behavior.

After saying that, Luther dragged Joyce stiffly and left the cafe without looking back.

Cecelia looked at the scene in front of her, picked up a glass, and blandly took a few sips of lemon juice.

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She sighed and muttered to herself, "Are they really getting married under false pretenses? Charlotte, are you really sure that you and Luther are in love?"

She stood up, grabbed her bag, and left the cafe with a strained expression.

Outside the cafe.

do anything at all, and by the time she did,

are you doing? I didn't even say goodbye to auntie, that's

was so angry that her cheeks puffed up in a cute way, "Let go of me, I have to go back, I'm not

money?" Luther didn't care and kept dragging Joyce to

thought about it or felt bad, sitting on pins and needles in the office, and finally came to the cafe to find her and take her away. "Wouldn't it be to give you a sum of money to get you to leave me?" He asked, “I can't think of any reason Cecelia needs to see you other than to get you to

get me to leave you." Joyce admitted, "But not with money! It was a letter

excited eyes, "Joyce, you don't find that offer quite tempting, do you? You are really ......" He

know, the professor who won the Nobel Prize. I'm going to leave you sooner or later anyway, so why should I

anger, flames surging in his dark eyes. "The last time Martha

How dare he reopened old scores. How

done if I hadn't been there?" “Today, if