You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

After saying that, Juanita dropped her hand quickly and buried her head deeper, not daring even to breathe.

Luther took the paper towel and wiped the remnants of lip glaze from Joyce's lips on his thin lips.

He then threw the paper towel into the trash can and left the dressing room in stride without looking back.

Juanita looked at his distant back. Her boss seemed quite embarrassed today, his eyes freezing cold. She flinched but in the meanwhile felt fortunate that her boss did not tear her into pieces on the spot.

She walked into the cubicle and couldn't help but exclaim.

It was almost a ruin on the floor. What could have happened here? The dresses were discarded on the floor, the table was now empty, the combs were swept off to the floor, and there were various bottles, jars, and tissue boxes lying on the floor...

Oh my God, she hurriedly knelt down to clean up the mess. It would be bad for the others to see.

As she cleaned up, she thought of what she saw just now.

It just felt wrong.

jealous? He did not want other men to see how beautiful Joyce was? That's why Joyce was forcibly taken away from the booth? Yes, just now Joyce's dress was too stunning and even she, a woman, would think Joyce was way

so

The other side.

to the remote warehouse next to the convention

her back against the wall, panting heavily to calm her

she had been running, the heat

find a hole in the ground to hide. "Joyce, calm down. He's getting married to Charlotte, and

Luther before, and

much contact with Luther lately and should try to avoid

a good way to

smoothing her long, messy hair, a figure emerged from beside

been a long time." The seductive magnetic voice rang out beside her

when she saw the man, she frowned,

appearance. It would be quite hard to not remember

to be sad, "First time a woman couldn't remember my name, you broke my heart." He gently patted his chest, "Here, it's going