You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Are you guys hiding something from me? Did Otis do something to Sister last night? Or why would Mr. Warner get hurt?" Kane became more and more suspicious about what happened last night.

And the atmosphere was not right between the two people in front of him.

He looked at Joyce, who had a mask on her face and did not show her real face.

Since he knew that her real name was Joyce, and since he found out about her past with Luther, he felt very uncomfortable.

If he was not mistaken, Anderson might be Luther's son.

Now that he finally got a chance to have a close look at Luther, Anderson did look like Luther.

After four years, Luther reappeared in her life.

Kane felt a crisis like never before.

Since Joyce chose not to face Luther with her true face, it meant that she must not want Luther to know who she was, and there must be a reason.

After all, as far as he knew, she had been hurt so badly that she almost even lost her life.

However, he also knew that.

in love, could not

up all their resistance with a meeting, with a hug and even with just a

could see that the way Luther looked at Joyce was definitely not

in front of him, was he suspecting Joyce's identity, or did

narrowed his eyes and fell

and didn't know how to deal with

Warner ... he had drunk too much yesterday, and he got scraped by a steel

felt her back was wet.

was drinking soy milk when he heard her made-up reason and almost

too ridiculous for

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Anderson wouldn't believe such

could it be a steel cut?! Moreover, even if they went to the construction site, they didn't even have to go that close to the workers. He knew

want to expose

accept this

be more careful. Drinking is bad for both your body

glanced coolly at Luther, “Sister, why don't you just let me bandage Mr.

he actually wanted to say was that Luther was a man and she was a woman, and it would be more convenient for him to help Luther. His jealous, angry eyes stared straight