You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The reporters outside the door shouted loudly in pursuit.

"Miss Knowles, weren't you and Mr. Warner married under false pretenses? Could you tell us why you were meeting in the seaside town and spending the last night together in the hotel?"

"Miss Knowles, I heard that you are pregnant with the child of Justin Henderson, and that you have moved out of the Warner residence. Can you tell what is going on now?"

"Miss Knowles, may I ask when you will divorce Mr. Warner? Will there be any more changes in this matter?"

"Miss Knowles, how do you plan to explain to the Henderson family what happened today?"

"Miss Knowles, I heard that Mr. Warner's fiancée and you are good friends, how do you intend to explain the current situation to her?" "Miss Knowles, are you and Mr. Warner actually married under false pretenses?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of s early and in the highest quality.

"Miss Knowles, are you and Mr. Warner having a real affair? And what are you going to do with the baby in your womb?"

The reporters were afraid to ask Mr. Warner.

what's going on outside? How come there were so many reporters blocking the way, and it looked like this group of

first reaction was that Charlotte

night and did not go back, and Luther refused Charlotte's request to visit her in the hospital. It was likely that Charlotte felt very annoyed and last night Charlotte approached Ricky to find out where they were

explanation did not make

grand engagement. She did not even attend the funeral of her own grandfather in the Capital. How could she be willing to

such

like Charlotte's style of doing

beside her, who was so calm at the moment. He looked like he had slept well last night, and he seemed to

care?" She flicked a suspicious glance at him. “You're not surprised at all? There are so many reporters around

quite sleepy. I did not quite understand what

he slept very well. It was a dreamless night. He had slept enough and woke up naturally in the morning. When Joyce got up, he heard it, but he just wanted to lie there a little

I'll believe