You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Justin saw Joyce finish her meeting with her father and walk out of the box.

He stood quietly at the end of the hallway waiting for her.

Joyce walked up to Justin and smiled lightly, “It was a good talk, it's over."

Justin reached out to put his arm around Joyce's thin shoulder, but she avoided it without a trace and pressed the elevator button instead.

"My father didn't give you a hard time, did he?" He asked gently, his gaze always resting on her, unable to move away.

“No, uncle has changed a lot. He's completely different from the impression he left me before." Joyce returned sincerely. It was indeed to her surprise, and she thought she would be humiliated tonight.

father has finally given in after all he's been through. Joyce, you have not had dinner yet, I'll take you downstairs for a bit, I've already had it prepared.” Justin raised his wrist and looked at his watch. Joyce had been in there for just about half an hour, so apparently

and want to

all the time. She had no appetite and no desire to eat at all. "How can that be, I see you often work overtime day and night, and you don't even have time for your meals. After

don't want

walked straight into the elevator, Justin

waiter to pack you a beef congee, and when you go back, you can heat it up

Joyce didn't insist

and didn't want to take

tickets for the next World Shooting Championships for individual competitors. I'm very grateful to him." Joyce thought to herself that Garrett had asked her to keep his illness a secret, so naturally she had to comply. But

thoughtful. Joyce, it seems that my father has completely put aside