You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Good night." Luther waved his hand.

Joyce also went over to Anderson's bedside and gave him a kiss on his forehead, "Good night.”

"Be sure to eat all of it.” Anderson did not forget to remind him once again.

“Definitely.” Luther made an ok gesture. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

After Anderson went to bed, Joyce and Luther both came out of the room and Joyce closed the door.

"You haven't eaten dinner yet?" She asked, "It's almost nine o'clock.” She had snacks and a light dinner with Karl and Juanita at the cafe. "Hmm. If Anderson didn't mention it, I forgot I hadn't eaten dinner.” Luther moved closer to her side and gazed deeply at her, unable to move his eyes. Since he left Sanmon Antiques, it was as if he had returned from the unreal to the real world and he could never go back. After he drove the car back to Pascaylia, he never got out, but sat in the car for a long, long time.

He thought about all the things that happened before, and the more he thought, the deeper his suspicions became.

Joyce gave him a strange look, always feeling that something was wrong with him.

She went into the kitchen, warmed up the dinner Ivy had left for Luther, and brought it out to him.

"Eat it." She bristled.

she wouldn't have bothered to do so much

today? I haven't seen you around all day.” She realized that she had actually asked him only after she did. "What? You haven't seen me for a day and you

tongue off, and she just knew it would end up

her down, “Sit down and eat with me." He picked up

heart, there was an inexplicable urge. He wanted to tell her now, immediately, right away, that he actually already

to ask her about her childhood, whether she remembered having a pendant, whether she knew where it came from, and what happened when the Heath family came to look for their child, why

looking at her, his heart

a strong desire surging

much to expose

keep looking at me. Do

seemed to have something to say, but kept hesitating, which was

his eyes and

and his eyes grew hotter

it." Joyce wrapped her arms around her chest, waiting