You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Luther's level of affluence could just refresh her perception of the word every time.

Luther said, "When Grandma was alive, I rarely came to live here. I always accompanied Grandma and lived in the old house. But for the time being, let's stay over here."

Joyce understood that the Warner residence had been lifted from lockdown, but if they moved back to live there, after all, they would see things, and the real killer was still at large.

"I've asked someone to prepare lunch, take a shower and come eat first.” Luther gestured for Joyce to go upstairs first, and then he took a call.

It's Felix calling.

When the call came through, Felix almost cried out, “Luther, you're finally back, and I heard that Joyce was also safely rescued. God must have heard my prayers and let you all come back safely. It's all my fault. I'm not to blame for Joyce being kidnapped in my place, I haven't slept a minute these days.”

"Oh, well, don't chant. I don't believe it!" Luther impatiently tried to dismiss Felix, who was so talkative and noisy.

“It's all from the bottom of my heart, it couldn't be truer! There are no other accidents, right? Is there anything else I can do?" Felix asked with concern.

"Indeed." Luther said, "Joyce's pistol is lost. Give her all the pistols in your family's collection. Then I won't blame you."

Even with the money, they could

hung up the phone

he headed for

The warm water running through the body was incredibly soothing, washing away all the stickiness and

of the body wash was unique, and the smell was physically and mentally

constant stimulation of the water.

she was completely immersed in the warmth of the

... the bathroom door was

She was startled.

her body.

were wide open, expressing her strong dissatisfaction. Luther glanced at her, "Shower, what else can I do when I go into

front of her without any concern. "No, don't take it off!" Joyce wrapped herself

body was too hot

she still could not avoid seeing it. She was kind of overwhelmed -either the towel kept falling down, or she failed to

only felt amused, and said carelessly, "We had slept together, and

Joyce instantly blushed