You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The live broadcast had ended.

Charlotte was still sitting rigidly, her mind blank, holding the remote control in her hands, and forgetting to put it down.

Cecelia stood behind Charlotte and watched the scene with a frown. She sighed gently, and looked at Charlotte worriedly. She could not imagine her poor daughter, after more than 20 years away from home, would now suffer so much in love. She felt bad for her.

She patted Charlotte's shoulder and didn't know what to say to comfort her.

Because Cecelia had been standing behind Charlotte, so she could not see Charlotte's eyes were burning with a blaze of anger, her eyes scarlet, as if she wanted to burn everything around them with her eyes. If Cecelia was not present, Charlotte would have smashed the remote control in her hand.

all she got in return was a blatant show of

squeezed the remote control in her hand, shaking with anger, and even her arms could not stop

hurriedly sat down next to her, trying to pull the remote control out of her hand,

in this world can't be perfect. All these years Mom has learned to let go. Sometimes you just cannot force it."

head desperately and looked at Cecelia with pity, "By the way, Aunt Warner came by yesterday and she asked me to pass on the message to you. I hope you and grandpa will come out to talk to

go out and find Luther?" Wouldn't that be the same

what she really said." Charlotte nodded her head repeatedly, her expression full

she could ask for now that she had got her

suffer. When you are a little older, you will understand that a forced marriage would never be a happy one. I saw the live broadcast just now, and as I expected, Luther and Joyce are in love. Whether they used to be real or not, but at least now they love each other. If you insist, the only one