You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Joyce spent the night tossing and turning on the couch, struggling to sleep, and staying up until almost dawn before falling asleep.

When she woke up again, she looked up at the clock in the room. It was almost eleven o'clock!

She sat up with a jerk, only to realize she was sleeping in her room on her bed, covered with her own quilt. What the hell? She clearly remembered that she slept on the couch last night, covered with a blanket.

Did Luther carry her to bed? And he helped her with the quilt?

She subconsciously looked at her collar. Fortunately, her clothes were neatly dressed and nothing happened.

She hurriedly got out of bed to wash up; apparently, Luther had left in the morning.

Damn, she was late for work, and he didn't even wake her up when he left, knowing that she had to go to work too. This man really made her speechless.

By the time she arrived at the office at the group's headquarters, it was past lunchtime.

and said with concern, "Joyce, why did you come to work so late today? I packed your lunch for

"Oh, yeah?"

and opened it,

Joyce was in a poor state of mind and a bit

packed for her; she

she sat muddled in front of her computer, completely uninterested in her

in a poor condition

reminding her to go to the penthouse

what she had promised Justin earlier. Hell, it turned out

hundred- dollar t-shirt, and faded white slacks, she couldn't help but frown. This morning she went out in a

King's Hotel was not close to the R&S Group headquarters, and she would not have the time to return

it didn’t

she actually cared about her appearance. She just dresses too casually and looked disrespectful to his family. Garrett was after all Justin's father, who was particularly particular about the manners, and they had