You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"Mr. Warner, I haven't washed up yet. Perhaps I should go washing up before I talk to you. I'm hanging up now if you don't have other things to say.” Joyce bristled.

"Don't hang up. Why?" Luther eyes are smiling, "I think you look great now. Your hair is fluffy and loose, and it makes you look very casual, and you sleepy eyes and puffed cheeks look cute."

Joyce, "..."

"Unfortunately, I can only see you through the screen. I want to pinch your cheeks so badly." He looked at the screen, stretched out two fingers and made a pinching motion.

Joyce, “..."

She frowned. Perhaps he would say it looked good no matter what a mess her face had been. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

By this time, she was fully awake.

She noticed the background behind Luther... The familiar surroundings, the familiar furniture, the familiar furnishings.

To her surprise, was it ... Eden Apartment?!

"Where are you?" Joyce asked, subconsciously.

then looked around him, "My home. I got home barely before dawn and I contact

small." Joyce frowned. His home? Indeed, she rented Eden Apartment four years ago, and after that Luther bought the apartment

was he living there

lived in the Warner residence,

was he living in a tiny one-bedroom

camera. He pointed his phone at the apartment and began introducing. "Here's the kitchen, here's the bathroom, here's the living room, here's the sofa, the coffee table, and the cabinets..." As he stood up and walked around, she saw

is the room, where I

both hands and staring at

it still remained the same as it

just the way

Nothing had changed.

as if she never left and would be back

noticed it, her eyes were actually

you watching? Can you keep your phone steady? I

to his tenderness-filled handsome face, and

first, but when she heard him, she found her hands actually shaking, and thus the phone

dizzy. She let out an "oh"