You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

“I don’t know whether Mommy would agree..." Anderson actually wanted them in his heart, and if he had such advanced equipment, he could easily hack into the vast majority of websites.

“Your mommy will agree, Anderson. Your mommy and I are working on a project together. Your mommy will provide my company with many new technologies. You can just take it as my way to say thank you." Luther coaxed in a soft voice.

He could see that Anderson was a genius when it came to networking, and Anderson needed these smart devices.

"Okay. But you will have to tell Mommy." Anderson had good manners. When he met Luther for the first time at the airport, he thought Luther had bullied Mommy, so he used a slingshot to teach him a lesson. Now it seemed that at the time he might have misunderstood, and he liked the uncle in front of him very much.

Moreover, the atmosphere between this uncle and Mommy was completely different from that between Uncle Kane and Mommy.

He didn't quite understand it, but he knew that there must be something between them.

Mommy never mentioned anything about daddy. He actually wished he had a daddy, too. And, more than anything, he wanted Mommy to not be alone.

"Well, got it."

Anderson was such a good boy, and Luther suddenly felt sad. The child was obviously less than four years old, so what must he go through that had made him so mature mentally at such a young age.

At an age when kids should know nothing and ask for nothing but love from their parents, Anderson had to bear so much.

He felt a sharp pain in his heart. All this was his fault.

At this time, Joyce brought the dishes to the top of the table. "Anderson, dinner is ready.” She looked outside, and when she saw Anderson lying in Luther's arms and watching cartoons, she frowned. To her surprise, the two of them had been so close so quickly.

They seemed to be having a lot of fun.

"Mommy, I'm coming.” Anderson jumped off Luther's lap and climbed onto his chair in the dining room. He was hungry.

Joyce served him rice and gave him a piece of snowflake steak, "Eat up.”

congee specially made for me?" He was, in fact, feeling

on the table

then served herself a bowl of porridge and drank

anything about that. He simply served himself a bow! of

returned to the

meal, he also climbed onto

out of the kitchen and saw Luther was still

and disgruntled, "Mr. Warner, since you're done

Luther's arms, suddenly said, "Uncle,

Luther froze, "Yeah?"

and he felt a

forehead, his palm was hot in

frowned, stepped forward, reached out her hand, and touched his forehead. She then gave

gently, no wonder he didn't

cold showers repeatedly last night and again in the morning. It wasn't all because of her. She had been so drunk and just could not control her flirty

a puritanical person either, so it had not been easy to control

blanket? It's cold." He immediately lay down

high

go back to your own apartment and rest, and don't sleep on my couch here.” She said disgruntled, “I'll go get your medicine and bring it to you later. You should drink plenty of hot water. You're an adult, and you'll be fine after

working kettle in my room, and I

the couch and ran up and

was so small and he almost dragged the blanket over all the way, and then he

"Anderson, you

the couch, nestled next to Luther, and continued to play with

had only known each other for, what, one day? And already

you some medicine.” She

and although he didn't say so, she guessed that it was more

leave, he suddenly reached out and pulled