You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The next day.

Joyce woke up early in the morning and cooked corn porridge for Anderson.

The aroma wafted all over the room, and then she brought all the food to the table.

Anderson had already brushed his teeth and washed his face, and he sat at the table waiting for his mommy to serve him his breakfast.

At that moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Anderson slid off the chair and ran to the door.

It was none other than Luther.

"Anderson, good morning."

Luther smiled tenderly, “It smells so good. What are you eating?" "Mommy made me corn porridge. It's my favorite.”

Anderson said in a cute voice.

arms and sat down straight at the table, "Can I have some too? I haven't had breakfast yet."

gave him

could certainly find himself a housekeeper to cook for himself, but

table, which was clearly enough for three,

a bowl

in the bakery and the way he talked nonsense, she was so angry. Yet she could not really

Luther, "..."

had been so nice to him last night, but everything

wisely pushed the bowl in front of him

Luther slightly froze, and he felt so warm in his heart, "Anderson is the best boy in the world. This is so kind of you. You give me your favorite food, and

helped an outsider. He was still only so young, and he was so easily bribed by Luther. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

stroked Anderson's little head, stood up, refilled a bowl for Anderson, and helped him get a spoon, "Here, Anderson is good. You can have

"Well, okay."

then ate one bite after

I'll take Anderson to kindergarten

of time, she wished she had more time with him. She was often too busy

already finished too?" Ivy