You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

She simply could not control her incessantly trembling hands.

She did not want him to notice her strange reaction.

In the end, she just had to put the phone flat on the bed so that the camera was pointing at the ceiling.

"Hey, don't make me look at the ceiling. I want to see you." Luther yelled disgruntledly from the screen.

Joyce tilted her head, and her eyes were wide open, trying to hold the tears back. After a few deep breaths, she finally slowly calmed down. Lifting her sleeve, she quietly wiped the corners of her eyes and rubbed her burning cheeks to make sure she looked just normal before picking up her phone again.

"What just happened?" He asked.

“It's nothing." she bit her lip gently, her voice still a little bitter, “I'm curious that you live in such a small apartment. There must be many other residents living there and even many more just coming and going. Won't you you feel inconvenient?"

“No, I bought the whole building. I'm the only one who lives on this floor." Luther put on an evil grin.

He bought the whole building all together!

Joyce, "..."

serviced apartment with a redesigned facade. I installed a scenery elevator for my exclusive use that can directly get me

of land. I have studied the location, and I think

Joyce, "..."

apartment looks like it's only a few dozen square meters. Mr. Warner has really done so much just to live in a few dozen square meters.

eyes full of doubts. Was it really worth

he could no longer hide the overwhelming emotions from his

said, "Everything

and didn't know

both of

No one said anything.

for the occasional faint sound of their breathing coming from the screen, it would really look

to open the file you were given

and replied uncharitably, “Very childish, Mr. Warner."

his expression became extra

from his thin lips, “Miss Knowles,