You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Forget it. I don’t want to argue with you. You just can do what you love."

She got up, ready to leave.

Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she turned around sharply and questioned, "What was Mr. Henderson talking about by substitute? What did that mean?"

Luther froze, overwhelmed by her question.

Justin doesn't know that Zora was Joyce and must think that he liked Zora just because Zora had a similar temperament to Joyce.

However, Joyce did not know that he had already figured out her identity.

If Justin hadn't pointed it out, it didn't occur to him that Joyce might mistakenly believe that he was approaching her in search of a "substitute".

God, what logic was this? He was getting himself so confused.

How could he explain to her that he actually knew she was "her"? When Joyce noticed that he didn't say anything, she was even more convinced that he really saw her as a substitute for "herself"... Was that why he clung to her all day long? She frowned deeply and suddenly felt very unhappy in her heart.

But on second thought, what was she so angry anyway?

anything to explain? I'm a substitute?" She

had such a headache. He looked up and felt really

face darkened, "Jealous your

but he kicked the ball back to her. What a

few people I need to visit tonight. I'l

stood up and unnaturally cleared his

hurriedly left his

continued, it would only

stared hard at his back as he left and she

could not give her a proper explanation and chose to

head and looked around. Strangely, Juanita had clearly said that

seen

be that Charlotte had been resting at the

was Charlotte

lounge for

on the sofa. She got nothing better to do and kept checking

it weren't for the fact that she needed to represent the military tonight and go up on stage to receive flowers from the donees, she wouldn't want to come to any charity party, especially the ones about orphans. Cecelia donated a large sum of money to the orphanage every year, and the military had always done a good