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."

Those were top collections. Even with the money,

hung

around, he headed for

running through the body was incredibly soothing, washing away all the stickiness and discomfort and making the

was unique, and the smell

still stung from time to time under the constant stimulation of the water. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

her in the least, she was completely immersed in the warmth of the

bathroom door was suddenly

She was startled.

quickly picked up the bath towel to block her body. Although she had been fast enough, he had

why don't you knock." Her beautiful eyes were wide open, expressing her strong dissatisfaction. Luther glanced at her, "Shower, what else can I

of her without any concern. "No, don't take it off!" Joyce wrapped herself in a large bath towel while raising her hand to shield

too

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

and said carelessly, "We

Joyce instantly