You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Juanita also rushed over and held Joyce's hand tightly, “Does it hurt? Don't worry, we'll send you to the hospital right away."

"Good."

Joyce curled up helplessly in Luther's arms, unable to care about anything else at this point, and she covered her belly.

For the first time, fear welled up from the bottom of her heart. Although she had once thought about not having the child, now since she had made up her mind, it was as if the child had become part of her body. Just now, learning that Shelly wanted to cause her to miscarry, she felt a deep sense of fear in addition to anger, but fortunately she noticed that in time and escaped.

Even so, she was hurt.

It must have been that at that time, she was trying to dodge Jimmy and the impulse caused her belly to hit the railing of the overpass.

She didn't feel any pain at the time, and was fine afterwards.

It wasn't until just now in the negotiation room that she was alerted to the fact that something was wrong. At the beginning it was just her legs, and then she had a vague pain in her belly.

Luther hugged Joyce and ran wildly all the way out the door.

His car was parked in front of the police station.

"Do you want me to give her a ride in the police car?" Karl asked anxiously as he quickly followed up.

he saw the vulnerable and helpless side of her. Even when she was

tell that she

"Il send her."

the back seat and was in the driver's seat

to Joyce and hugged her

"Give me ten seconds."

alarm siren

on the roof of Luther's car. Handing the start button to Luther, he explained, "Turn it on on the

"l know."

gas pedal hard, and accompanied by a long, sharp and

Second Precinct was located in the center of the city. Although it was not far from St. Maria Hospital, there were simply too many traffic

way almost

to get

Joyce out of the car and handed Juanita his cell phone.

ICU ready, and get me all the doctors and nurses from

"Okay, president.”

fingers trembled and she

pain in her abdomen came to her in waves. She bit her lower lip and it was almost white. Compared to the physical pain, the fear she felt from the bottom of her heart was