You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

After arriving at Blue Ocean, Kane helped Joyce carry the two suitcases upstairs.

Anderson was already waiting inside the new apartment, and when he saw his mommy, he pounced on her and dangled his two little hands desperately upwards.

Joyce squatted down, let him wrapped his arms around her neck, and picked him up.

"Anderson, were you good while I was away?" She reached up and nudged his little nose.

"Mommy, I'm the best. I'm going to live with Mommy from now on." Anderson gave Joyce a big kiss on the cheek.

Kane came over, his voice dissatisfied, “What? Is it bad to live with me? I fed you and played with you every day, and you aren't happy enough?"

"Tsk, tsk tsk." Anderson made a face at Kane, “I want Mommy to hold me."

"Tsk, how old are you to need your mother to hold you?" Kane threw a blank stare.

Joyce hugged Anderson and sat on the sofa. She stroked his soft hair, and her heart became soft. Anderson was still a child in the end, and he needed her. He did not have a father, and she, as his mother, had not done her part.

When she thought about it, she couldn't help but feel upset and hold Anderson tighter.

Anderson had gotten up early today because he was moving, and after cuddling and nestling in Joyce's comfortable arms for a while, he actually fell asleep.

Joyce glanced down and her eyes became more tender.

She reached out, stroked his soft little face, and gently kissed his forehead.

Then she carried him to his room, put him on the bed, and covered him with the blanket again.

"He didn't even eat lunch and fell asleep.” She sighed.

"It's okay, sis. It seems that Anderson must have already eaten a bunch of snacks, so he won't be hungry." Kane pointed to the snacks left over on the table by Anderson.

“You have spoiled him too much. Buy him fewer snacks. It must have been hard for you. You are simply a big boy yourself, and you have to help me take care of Anderson and even cook for him." Joyce looked apologetic.

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for you. Go rest for a while. I'll make you

as she walked

it was full of everything. She

she made three dishes and a soup and kept

rest, she would share with

cooking is simply superb. Even the best restaurants can't compare

on, don't brag about it. It's not the first time you've had it." Joyce glared

she would be unhappy, so he tried to find a way to make

returning to the Capital, he could feel that although she didn't say

it must have something to

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Kane took a nap on

the other hand, used this time to pack all the luggage she had

organized her

she had tidied it all up, the new apartment finally looked

down and

moment, Kane also woke up. He glanced around the room, and

her head, "Maybe he was too tired. He has been sleeping all the time.

and he could not even sleep well in the past two days.

I'l make him some food tonight.” Joyce glanced at the meal left on the table for Anderson. It was

time, "Sister, let's check the company

"Good."

and then

two of them then began to check the accounts of JK Intelligence.

could realize it, the

it's done. It's getting

lifted his briefcase, "Sister, since we are having a day off tomorrow, you can take Anderson out to have

"Good."

she sat down and took