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?

Warner, you don't have anything to

headache. He looked up and felt really clueless. He simply asked, "Could it be that you

"Jealous

should explain, but he kicked the

I need to visit tonight. I'l go

stood up and

he hurriedly left

would only

as he left and she gritted

proper explanation

turned her head and looked around. Strangely,

hadn't seen

that Charlotte had been resting at the

exactly was Charlotte doing here

for the charity

sofa. She got nothing better to

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 job in caring for orphans. However,