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.”

He was, in fact, feeling a bit under the weather today and he had little appetite. He didn't

on the table looked very

for me." Joyce gave him a blank look. She then served herself

that. He simply served

returned to

finished his meal, he also climbed onto the couch and

of the kitchen and saw

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

in Luther's arms, suddenly

Luther froze, "Yeah?"

not feel very comfortable and he felt a bit

out and touched his forehead, his palm was hot in

stepped forward, reached out her hand, and touched his forehead. She then gave a low cry, "Oh my, it's hot! You have

gently, no wonder he

again in the morning. It wasn't all because of her. She had been so drunk and

either, so it had

get me a blanket? It's cold." He immediately lay down on the sofa

eyebrows were furrowed. He had been in high spirits just now, and

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 a good night's

uncomfortable and cold. I don't even have a working kettle in my room, and I

off the couch and ran up and down

and he almost dragged the blanket over all the way, and then he

"Anderson, you are the best.

up the couch, nestled next to Luther,

speechless. They had only known each other for, what, one day? And already they had such a tacit

some medicine.”

he didn't say so, she

leave, he suddenly reached out and pulled the hem