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.

But she didn't

dignity and was

did she have

shell with

did you push her down?" Luther questioned

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 me from getting engaged?"

Joyce didn't say anything.

nothing more

that she had done

as to think that she would, indiscriminately, took the life of a fetus just in retaliation. And, he actually thought she did

stepped forward and examined her in a condescending

silent for a

"Why Charlotte, and what do you know

had never asked him

didn't bother

was suddenly eager to

not expecting her

"What do you mean?"