You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Luther grudgingly smiled, "Hmm."

He walked straight to the front of the reception car. Since Tommy drove today, he sat down next to Tommy.

Charlotte was stunned. She thought, he would sit in the same row with her, but did not expect him to sit directly in the front row.

Luther turned around and explained, "I will take the front row to get a better view. Thank you for your hard work in introducing me later.” He deliberately sat at the front because he didn't want to sit with Charlotte. God could know how much he had to endure to make the call to Charlotte.

After the fight, he felt like he was going to throw up.

His bottom line was that he should at least not get too close to Charlotte, otherwise, he could not guarantee that he hold himself back, and perhaps the next second, he would want to kill her directly.

"Oh, it's fine. It's fine." Charlotte laughed.

She reluctantly sat in the rear row.

Aaron, on the other hand, sat in the third row with an expressionless face.

He didn't care to sit in the same row with a disgusting woman like Charlotte.

ago, Charlotte's scandalous

he always thought that

even took the initiative to call

had a special purpose, he

he held it back, he could not make himself laugh. What he had now was had only a prohibitive

and wondered in her mind how she could get

that she could be alone with

somewhat similar to a golf car, but it was painted military green. The car was also faster, because the Military Staff House was relatively large occupying the entire mountain, and there

drove the whole way

of the military, but only the basic facilities and security arrangements,

"Exactly as what I have heard about this place, it's

reception van passed by the living areas, some excited ladies

Mr. Warner of Khebury for a marriage contract by the families when they were still children, but

to see what the Mr. Warner actually

Luther propped up on the edge of the car with one hand, and they all let out a shrill cry when they saw his handsome face, narrow almond eyes,

"Oh my God."

handsome, far more handsome in person than