You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Anderson pouted with an angry look, "What? Did you do something wrong to Mommy?"

Luther gave Anderson's little head a gentle tap, "Nonsense. How could I possibly. I'm going to do it, and it's definitely something for your mommy's own good."

“It's up to mommy to decide if it's good or not." Anderson "hummed", not buying it.

Luther was speechless, he was talking to a three-year-old?

And now this three-year-old was actually educating him.

He coughed twice, and pinched Anderson's soft face, “Do you still want to have a family reunion? Hmm?"

"Fine." Anderson shrugged helplessly, "You are so pitiful, so I will just help you out.”

Luther, "..."

Pitiful ...

Anderson thought for a moment and said, "There was nothing unusual about Mommy in the afternoon, and after she picked me up from school, she didn't see anyone. She didn't call anyone either. She just sat on top of the couch and stared. By the way, mommy asked me a question.”

asked you a question? What is that?" Luther

of connection could there be between some seemingly unrelated people and

about it. In the end, he could not find anything

do you

between them figured out, the whole thing will be solved. As

Luther froze again.

a great logic, coming

frowned. What was Joyce's confusion? Did it have something to

the living room to

Anderson up and walked from inside

“Nothing, just playing games." Luther said and then carried Anderson to the couch and played games with

glance at Joyce. Everything felt so strange

Joyce frowned slightly.

the hell have they been up

Ivy packed up, she left earlier

on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

After Ivy left, Joyce brought Luther a pot of brewed tea and set it on the coffee