You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Casey stood outside the car and looked at the bleak expression of Luther.

He had no idea what to do to help him and could only blame himself. It was not the first time the president had a headache in front of him. Actually, after the memory loss, it had been the third time. He had previously thought that a headache would be a precursor to his memory recovery. He had even consulted a doctor about it, but unfortunately the president had not got his memory back so far. Suddenly, an idea flashed across his mind! Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of s early and in the highest quality.

Now they were right at the border between Clarenworth and Khebury, so close to the place the president had his car accident before his memory loss! God, the Clarenworth projects seemed to have a magic spell, and the president had twice been in a car accident here. What a coincidence!

Last time, the president lost his memory because of a car accident. This time, would the president regain his memory because of the car accident?

If he did, it was really a blessing in disguise. He would also feel much less guilty then.

Time passed by.

Casey lifted his wrist to check his watch and he let out a low cry, "Oh my God! It's 3:30!"

When the accident happened just now, his mind was so confused that he almost forgot the reason why he was speeding all the way. It was precisely because he had to get to the court at 3:30, and now it was already 3:30. They were still stuck in the middle of this mess and could go nowhere at all.

It would be simply impossible for them to get the court in time today! It would be weekend tomorrow and tomorrow would also be the engagement of the president!

because of his mistake. What should he do now? Should he call Joyce or ask the president? But the president was having a headache, and he couldn't bear to disturb

was such a

it was finally 3:30, and Joyce finally couldn't wait

number. After

answered her call, however, was not

"Hello."

It sounded like Casey.

Luther with you? Where

could finish her sentence, Casey had already interrupted her

are currently at the border between Clarenworth and Khebury. It's multi-car collision. It’s totally

dropped a bit, and she

car accident? No kidding? At

injured?" Joyce asked out of the blue. Since the phone was answered by Casey, could Luther be injured? For some reason, she was nervous and panicked