You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

His words were immediately interrupted by her.

"Mr. Warner thinks I'm not paying for private lessons because I can't afford them? I still have that amount of money.” She gave him a blank look.

He had no place to spend his money, or was he sick in the head? He wanted to raise “other people's” child whenever he had a chance? She gave him a suspicious look. No, he should not have seen through her yet.

Moreover, he lost part of his former memory. It was impossible for him to think that Anderson was related to him.

Why was he so attentive then?

“Then why do you have to let Anderson go to kindergarten? Obviously, Anderson's IQ is not at all on the same level as theirs.”

Luther frowned in disbelief.

“I didn't want Anderson to skip grades too early. He should at least finish regular kindergarten. Character development is also important. He should spend more time with kids about the same age. He is after all just a child." Joyce said.

"Character development? What does it have to do with private tutoring? I grew up with private lessons from famous teachers and never worried about these."

what she

"Huh." Joyce laughed.

do you think you have a pleasing personality? Lone, cold, and arrogant. Huh. You are the last example Anderson should learn

then walked into the kitchen, took some fresh ingredients out of the

"Can I eat with you? I don't want to go out to eat. Recently, my stomach is not feeling

but she took some more when she just

there, thanks." She said coldly, "It's Anderson's first day of kindergarten today, so I made it a point to pick him up myself. Dinner would also be prepared by the

got it." He watched her

not yet fully dark, the sunset afterglow shone, and the outline of her side face

would it be if he could

the affection, and she felt uncomfortable. She had

Mr. Warner, I remember you saying that you have a wife.”

Luther nodded gently. He was admiring her stunning side face, and it was

where's your wife? It's not good for you to keep staring at another woman." She spoke with a slight exasperation

far away, but actually it's not

stare, and there was something in the

not knowing what