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?

don't have anything to explain? I'm a substitute?"

such a headache. He looked up and felt really clueless. He simply asked, "Could it

face darkened, "Jealous your ass!

he kicked the ball back to her. What a cunning

that I have a few people I need

and

hurriedly left his

would

as

could not give her a proper explanation and

looked around. Strangely, Juanita had

she hadn't seen

had

exactly was Charlotte doing here

lounge for the

the sofa. She got nothing better to do and

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