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.

every means to push Joyce to the edge, and all she got in return was a blatant show of

control in her hand, shaking with anger, and

her best to hold back, but she couldn't hold back any longer. Cecelia finally noticed the abnormality in Charlotte's demeanor and hurriedly sat

can't be perfect. All these years Mom has learned to let go. Sometimes you just cannot force it." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

He said he'd marry me. He will keep his promise." Charlotte shook her head desperately and looked at Cecelia with pity, "By the way, Aunt Warner came

to go out and find Luther?" Wouldn't that be the same as asking the Heath family to step in

you don't believe me, that's what she really said." Charlotte nodded her head repeatedly, her expression full of expectation. She didn't want to push Luther either, but there was no

believe you." Cecelia was really in trouble, “This is not a good idea, right?" There was nothing else she could ask for now that she had got her lost daughter back. Rodney might agree to force

You just give birth to the child, and the Heath family will naturally raise the baby. No one dares to say anything, mom will not let you 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