You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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A well-known private design studio just sent Charlotte her gowns for her engagement and everyone was waiting for Charlotte to try them on.

In the living room of the Heath residence, there are several rows of hangers full of dresses of various styles, and shop director Irene is standing in the living room, respectfully waiting for Charlotte to choose. Charlotte had been waiting for this for a long time, and after rushing the studio several times, they finally finished the work today and sent it to her.

She looked at them one by one and thought they were all good, but they were all missing something and always felt unsatisfied.

"Mom, you come and help me." She cried out affectionately as she caught a glimpse of Cecelia coming down the stairs.

Cecelia came down the revolving staircase, wearing plain casual clothes and a hooded sweatshirt. She looked more than ten years younger in it, and it was not too much to say that she looked like she had never had a baby.

better than Charlotte in

a special identity and preferred a low profile, rarely appearing in public, even their dresses were

such a beautiful woman in the world, with an extraordinary temperament. Charlotte,

to flatter, "Mrs. Heath, there is a

scan. Casually pointed to

Heath, you have a good taste. Purple is the most noble, but few people can manage it. Fortunately you have the perfect temperament, and it couldn't be more suitable.” Irene

like to talk to my daughter for a moment, could you please wait in the front room for a moment?

bowed hastily and retreated to the front room to wait. She had a very good feeling about Cecelia, who, despite

and various dissatisfactions, making the whole thing even more difficult, and she was still worried if the dress today could make this difficult Miss Meyer satisfied. Charlotte was the precious daughter of the Heath family, and was about to get engaged to Luther, the city's