You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Her voice instantly became coarse, and the exasperated sound echoed over the entire banquet hall.

Jacqueline's horrified roar sent a shock through Joyce's body.

She looked into Luther's dark eyes, her pupils contracting violently, and her breath began to be shaky.

"Why did you push her down?"

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After such a long silence, he began with a question.

Joyce's heart was crossed with pain and her voice was instantly astringent.

"Even you think that I pushed her down?"

There was a powerful surge in her heart, and her hands and feet were sore and weak. What was she expecting? Was she expecting him to have a little trust in her? Was she expecting him to have a little warmth for her? Was she expecting him not to turn his back on her after they had done the most intimate thing in the world just now?

"Huh." She laughed, lowering her head in sarcasm.

She had thought too highly of herself, like a clown jumping up and down in front of him.

she didn't realize that

and was now trampled on

she

shell with nothing

you. Why did you push her down?"

almost caused you to miscarry? Are you taking revenge on Charlotte? Or, do you want to get back at me because I just forced myself on you? Or, is this your way of stopping

Joyce didn't say anything.

nothing more

had already decided that

life of a fetus just in

her, and he stepped forward and examined her in a condescending

was silent

answered, "Why Charlotte, and what do you know

him

didn't bother to

was suddenly

her to ask

"What do you mean?"