You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"General? He's a fool! Bastard!" Ralph cursed angrily, "Why didn't you tell me earlier! What are you afraid of him for? He led you by the nose, so that you brought such a disgrace to the Heath family! You are so incompetent that you don't deserve to be a descendant of the Heath family!"

"That's enough, cut the crap.”

Cecelia was also angry, "Charlotte has been away from the family for twenty years.”

“What have we ever done for our duty as her father and mother? Charlotte is too young to deal with an opponent as scheming as Ricky." She jerked to her feet, "What's done can't be undone.”

“Gossip, with time, will pass one day.”

"Charlotte, Mom is taking you back to the Capital.”

She turned and took Charlotte's hand, "Let's go back to the Capital. As for everything that happened here, we should just let it all go, and don't think about it anymore.”

“Back ... back to the Capital?" Charlotte said, her lips trembling gently. "Yes, back to the Capital.”

“Our home is in the Capital to begin with, and we moved to Khebury because you wanted to marry Luther.”

“Right now ... I guess you and Luther are just not for each other, and now the child is gone.”

go back to

Cecelia persuaded.

has a lot of responsibility for what Ricky

channels, Ricky contacted the Killer organization, and through what means did he use foreign forces to cut off

to involve military

of this case from the local police department back to the military and referred it

to worry about

said seriously as he sat down on

she was his own daughter, although he did

just had to put up with it, after all. Cecelia was right. They had lost their daughter for twenty years and she was raised up in

"But..."

couldn't let go of Luther. After all, she liked him so much. For him, she had done so many thing, and killed so many people. She was really reluctant

matter how reluctant

was exposed on the spot. Even if Luther lost his memory, even if he thought she had saved his life,

Joyce! She had to suffer all so

me down the stairs and

reluctantly. "How can we pursue them