You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

After she was done, Joyce sat back down, “Is Mr. Warner satisfied? I'll start eating."

After saying that, she ate up by herself, not bothering to pay attention to him again.

Because she kept her head down all the time when she was eating, she didn't see the shocked and complex expressions that alternately flashed across his face.

Luther kept staring at the shrimp in the bowl, stunned.

She knew that he did not eat onion and garlic. No matter what, it was very difficult to change a habit. The fact that she just subconsciously skimmed off the onion, ginger and garlic for him, set off a huge storm in his heart.

There was excitement, joy, sweetness, and a touch of sourness. She tried her best to shoot Ricky until the last moment, so she must still care for him. Even now, she would habitually skim off the onion and garlic for him. So she remembered! She must still care for him.

Did she still want to deny it?

Could he not be suspicious?

His throat tightened and he tried to question her, but his throat was too hoarse to make any sound.

He clutched the glass tighter and tighter, his knuckles bulging.

her dinner and she stood up, “I'm done,

saying that, she walked straight to the sofa

would take another two hours to dry the carpet in her room, and now she still had more than an hour left.

a while. Unexpectedly, after a while, she tilted her head and

was such

finished his dinner and slowly walked to

he saw that she had fallen asleep, and

bath, she had changed into a long snow-white dress, her skin glowing with a honey- colored crystal sheen. Her chest rose and fell along with her even

stopped when he

expect that she would be so tired

was not so

Joyce, it's you?

heartbeat was already beyond control, and now, with her right in front of him, it was the perfect opportunity to find out what was going on.

his purpose either

her for a few days, and as he got more and more

even his fingertips were shaking. The truth was close at hand and

he suddenly stopped his hand when he was about