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.”

made for me?" He was, in fact, feeling a bit under the weather

on the table looked very appetizing

She then served herself a bowl of porridge and

say anything about that. He simply served himself

eating, Luther returned

after Anderson finished his meal, he also climbed onto

Joyce finished cleaning up, she came out of the kitchen

"Mr. Warner, since

Luther's arms, suddenly said,

Luther froze, "Yeah?"

feel very comfortable and he felt a bit cold. Yet Anderson

was hot in the first place

his forehead. She then gave a low cry,

Luther frowned gently, no wonder he didn't feel too

been taking cold showers repeatedly last night and again in the morning. It

so it had not been

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

Joyce's eyebrows were furrowed. He had been in high spirits

and bring it to

in my room, and I can't get a sip of hot water if I want to.” He pretended

the couch and ran up and down to his

so small and he almost dragged the blanket over all

and moved, "Anderson, you are

After saying that, Anderson climbed back up the couch,

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

go get you some medicine.” She said

sick with a cold last night, and although he didn't say so, she guessed that it was more or less related

about to leave, he suddenly reached out and pulled the