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.

and all she got in return

in her hand, shaking

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

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

at Cecelia with pity, "By the way, Aunt

that be the same as asking the Heath family to step in and

her head repeatedly, her expression full of

good idea, right?" There was nothing else she could ask for now that she had got her lost daughter back.

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