You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

By this time, the ambulance had arrived.

Although the younger Mr. Walsh's leg was not injured, he was so scared that he could hardly walk and they had to carry him into the ambulance on a stretcher.

After the younger Mr. Walsh was carried away, the older Mr. Walsh scanned the hall with irritation. There was no way something like this could have happened for no reason.

When he saw Joyce was alone not far away, his face suddenly darkened.

As if there was a flame in his chest, he rushed directly to Joyce with quick steps.

After what happened the last time they met, he did not dare to make a move against her easily. He sternly questioned, "Ms. Knowles, what just happened to my brother, did you do it?"

Joyce put down the plate and dessert in her hands.

something like that. I don't know what

all the people here today, who could ever have a problem with my brother but you? If it's not you, who else could it be?" The older Mr. Walsh was so irritated that his reasoning was

a lesson. Last time his brother was thrown over her shoulder, and today he had to

just as he raised his hand, he was

Maple had nothing to

hand hard, and

Ms. Knowles’ fork is now on her plate. She's having dinner, and you can't just say those

do anything in front of Luther, "Mr. Warner, what's this Ms. Knowles to you, so you must defend

the incident until now. She had nothing

"Enough, certainly enough.”

the richest man in the country had stood up for her, how could he dare

wanted to get out of

wanted to kick a family business like Blue Maple out