You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 875

It's time. It's time to go.

Meanwhile, Joyce had returned to the ballroom. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Her mind was a bit foggy and her feet were a bit wobbly.

Reaching up, she rubbed her temples to ease the headache.

Hell, it had been so long, and why was she still thinking about these things. She should have forgot it all a long time ago, shouldn't she? She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

But it didn't work half as well.

She still felt stuffy in her chest.

On the dining table, glasses of red wine were neatly and orderly arranged, and those tall glasses were filled with the crimson liquid, glistening with a crystal luster.

Earlier, she had a glass of red wine in her hand, just for show, and did not really drink it.

not so good at drinking and might get drunk after one drink. She knew

this moment, she suddenly had an inexplicable urge to have

to need some external force to stimulate her nerves. Her hand

picked up a whole glass of red wine, not to sip it, but to drink it in

expensive. It tasted slightly astringent, yet smooth.

drinking, at first, she did not

upset emotions,

in her heart. What's wrong with her? If he had amnesia, he had amnesia. He did not have amnesia yesterday. It had been four years, and why

She cursed, slightly regretting her impulse just

Knowles, I thought you don't

that moment, behind her, Otis’ low, ghostly voice rang

tingled, and

looking for

lightly, his eyes lingering greedily on her body,

"Just a casual walk."

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