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.

and she stood up, “I'm done, please

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check her phone and read some news for a while. Unexpectedly, after

such a

and slowly

he saw that she had fallen asleep, and it was

bath, she had changed into a long

approached her and stopped when

not expect that she would be so

not so much

Joyce, it's you?

was the perfect opportunity to find out what was going on. Should he try to remove her disguise, or take off

achieve his purpose

more and more suspicions, he felt more and more eager to know the

shaking. The truth was close at hand

stopped his hand when he was about to touch