You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Joyce bit her lower lip and held back stiffly. Certainly, it would not be appropriate for her to fight back.

"Mom, what are you doing?!" Luther didn't have time to stop it. He just saw Joyce get hit and then he looked at the back of Jacqueline's burned red hand.

“You ask her!" Jacqueline said indignantly, "Shouldn't a daughter-in-law pour tea for her mother-in-law? Not only did she speak ill of me, but she also had a malicious mind and deliberately spilled boiling water to get back at me."

Luther looked sideways at Joyce.

The five red finger marks on her face and the wretched appearance of her body being wet with cold water stung his heart.

"Joyce, what's going on here?" He waited for her to speak, but he was not questioning.

Joyce gently rubbed her sore cheek and gave a sarcastic laugh. Jacqueline did pay a big price just in order to set her up. She had taken good care of her hands with a lot of money and today she decided to sacrifice her hands just for her. She just would achieve her purpose by any means.

People who didn't even spare themselves would never be good.

Since they were elders, she couldn't fight back. Then she could only use a different way.

now." Joyce simply admitted openly, “I poured a cup of water for auntie, and the water was a little hot, so I put it on the coffee table. But when I turned around, my aunt pulled me in to talk to me, and I accidentally knocked over the glass of water. I'm sorry, auntie. I'm sorry, I should have put the water cup further away. I'll be careful next

make a big deal out of it and thus anger Joyce, forcing Joyce to reveal her true colors. To her surprise, Joyce just

"Again, I'm sorry, Auntie."

Joyce estimated in her mind that Jacqueline

could not make the matter any worse. If she did not just let Joyce go this time,

would

received a slap, and the pain was far less than

be such a bargain

Joyce would just admit everything! That was quite

thought Joyce was

to know how to hold back and

in the control of Joyce

hand to try to look down at

Joyce took a step back, avoiding his

caused Luther to frown