You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Her words stopped abruptly.

Because her eyes rested on Joyce and couldn't move any further. Today, Joyce wore no makeup, but her well-shaped lips were extraordinarily red, which almost hurt her eyes. This was not the color of lipstick at all. Her lips were red and swollen, which was caused by repeated kissing and rubbing. No one could know about that any better than she did.

Charlotte's eyes moved down along her neckline.

It was not just her lips, to her surprise. There were faint red marks on Joyce's jaw, cheeks, ears, neck, and just everywhere. The marks were clearly distinct and the color was bright! They must have been left on her body not long ago.

More importantly, when she got a little closer. She could smell a fragrance that definitely did not belong to Joyce. It belonged to a man! It was Luther!

Luther did not answer his phone and he disappeared when the engagement ceremony was about to begin. To her surprise, was he with Joyce? And the two had done that kind of thing? Just before their engagement ceremony?

Charlotte was so shocked. Endless anger came up and completely overwhelmed her reason. How could she allow it that Joyce still had sex with Luther just before her engagement? This was more than just humiliation to her.

and Luther stayed overnight in the Seaside Town and were photographed by reporters in the morning. It was a blatant provocation already when Joyce answered the phone for Luther. Meanwhile, since she was

her teeth and bore it all. However, she also heart that, when Joyce was hurt by Shelly and

stark contrast was driving

the humiliation was more than

Joyce cry since the orphanage, so Joyce had moved and kept Luther with her tears? Damn, every time she cried, Luther was so indifferent, but

had been Joyce who had

do something... If she begged, Luther would just get tired of

and her hand was trembling. She had been holding back until now,

seemed to sense Charlotte's unusual mood and saw that Charlotte kept staring at her neck. She realized that she had forgotten to check herself in the mirror. She had just had sex with Luther, and there must be

divorce papers out of her bag, flashed them in front of Charlotte and pulled out a reluctant smile, “The paperwork is done. I don't know what you want from me.

"Huh."