You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Just now, Luther had seen everything Mr. Robertson had done to Joyce.

His face was as cold as frost, and for some reason, he felt stuffy in his chest and he could hardly breathe. Did it even matter to him if she was molested? Why would he feel so upset?

Yesterday, he saw her beautiful over-the-shoulder throw when she dealt with the two Mr. Walshs, and he thought she was quite special and would never be attempted by money.

He didn't expect to see her and Mr. Robertson chatting so happily today. She was also offended by Mr. Robertson, but why was she not angry with Mr. Robertson? Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

So, did she value power more?

She would be quite a different woman in front of Mr. Robertson?

He just wanted to walk up.

At that moment, the screen of the phone Joyce had been staring at suddenly lit up.

When she saw Anderson's number, her face sprang back to life again. "Baby, what's wrong?"

voice was so gentle, and her face was full

her face and heard her shouting "baby". He felt even worse. His eyes instantly turned cold and his

Who was she calling?

Boyfriend? As far as he knew, she wasn't

Mr. Robertson, and now she had been calling

already only a short distance away

gently took

she had a light to move forward in the darkness of

today? Mommy, I'm bored, can

out for dinner tonight, okay?" Joyce soothed him patiently

like to have a big lobster.” Anderson felt he was suffocating

Love you." Joyce made a few "boops" toward the

hung

livid. She called the guy baby, and kissed her phone? And just

her phone call, and when she looked up, she suddenly saw Luther standing in

she hurriedly put away

"Why are you here?"