You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 891

"Huh. Feed you?!"

Joyce simply wanted to pick up the glass in her hand and smash it hard at his handsome face.

They were now at home and it would take time to clean it up if it got dirty, and Anderson was around, so she didn't want to make it look bad. Suddenly, he reached out and yanked her hard.

She lost her balance and fell directly into his arms.

Before she landed in his embrace, his arms passed around her waist and wrapped tightly around her.

She clutched the glass in her hand tightly and didn't dare to make a sound, because she was afraid to startle Anderson, who was playing a game beside her. Just now she had almost accidentally knocked it all over.

She tried to move his hand away, but she was locked up by the hand firmly and could hardly move at all.

She turned back at him with a deadly glare.

“You fed me." He was now like a complete scoundrel, “Last night, when you were drunk, it was also me who fed you the sober pills."

She froze. Last night? She took sober pills?

After she heard what he said, she finally got a little bit of the scattered memories about last night back. Indeed, she took something very bitter, and she could hardly bear it. No wonder when she got up in the morning, there was still a residual bitterness in her mouth.

She thought it was the aftertaste of the red wine, but it turned out to be the sober pills.

"So you can remember it now?" He looked at her with amusement in his eyes.

"Mommy, did you drink yesterday?" Anderson suddenly looked up and asked. In fact, he had heard it when they were talking at the door earlier, but only now did he ask.

"Ah, I drank a little. Anderson, you play the game first." Joyce whipped her head around and didn’t want to talk more about it with him.

Luther raised an eyebrow, "A little?"

Joyce hurriedly shoved the glass to his thin lips, stopping him from continuing to speak, "I'm feeding you now. Drink it." She lifted the glass and the brown liquid was almost poured into his mouth.

Luther almost choked on her rough moves.

He took her hand and held it steady, and he finished the entire glass soon.

last night, and you were

did you feed me?" Joyce froze and

he

at that time. So tell me, how was I supposed to feed you?" He

just felt a "boom" in her head, and her

she heard him, she seemed to think of something

lips, she seemed to remember the warm and soft feeling. Last night

memories come back little by little, though they were only some

enough to give her

night? Later, did he feed

that even after the farce in the hall,

over. What

to her very seriously, "Mommy, no more

Luther's hand on Mommy's waist as he sagely slid off the top of the couch and said, "I'm going to

inside

her head helplessly. This little boy was simply too good at

"Remember now?" Luther pursued.

eyes fiercely glaring at him. She was not going to admit it,

"Huh."

she must have remembered something even though she would not admit it. "Get up and

He wrapped himself tightly in a blanket, lay down on

pretend.

he didn't

up someone

a few minutes, but he didn't move at

couldn't stand it anymore and went up and turned him

Then, she froze.

and his cheeks, because of the heat, were tinged with red, which then

breathing came and his

surprisingly,

do anything about him. In the past, she did not know that he could be

asleep, she could no longer kick him

felt his forehead, and his temperature was still high. He had just

had no choice but to get a quilt for him from the room

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