You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

After a long time, Luther finally came back to his senses.

"How does Anderson know all this when he's only four years old," Luther asked, looking at Joyce.

Joyce gave him a hard stare in annoyance, "And you ask me?!"

She pushed Luther away, who was standing in front of her with an indebted face.

"Anderson knows too much. How do you usually teach him? How does he know all this at such a young age?" Although Luther was pushed away, he was not angry, and he kept asking questions.

"How should I know? If you ask me, who should I ask?" Joyce helplessly held her forehead, "It's all your fault. Why do you have to mess around in front of the kid!"

“I thought he was asleep. How did I know he would come out for the bathroom.”

Luther shrugged his shoulders, indicating his innocence.

"Huh."

Joyce gave a sarcastic laugh. She was angry and didn't bother to talk to him.

"Well, I promise I will pay attention next time and keep Anderson out of sight.”

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