You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Cecelia got up, "No, you're just in time. Joyce is awake and we can leave the safe house."

Joyce also got up and looked at Karl, the corners of her lips slightly hooked up, "Mr. Gregory, I didn't think you were quite capable.”

Joyce seemed to mean something else.

Karl was momentarily a little embarrassed.

He understood Joyce was referring to the fact that they had put her to sleep for a whole day.

At that moment, Luther came in from outside and gazed tenderly at Joyce, "I'm sorry. It's not about him, it's about the sedative I gave you.” Joyce looked at Luther with a smirk.

“I gave him the medicine." Karl didn't want to hide and readily admitted it.

Luther walked over to Joyce, "You just finished dealing with Charlotte, I'm worried that by having you along for the action, you'll be too mentally stretched, and you're so eager to save your mother that you'll easily collapse. So ..."

again, but instead said to Karl, "Thank you, for helping me save

and she advised, "Joyce, the more eager you are, the

and was able to see you in front of me safe and sound. I

Joyce smiled faintly.

window, it was already

land, and the

raised his wrist and looked at

dare to look for trouble openly for now, and everyone is safe. Why don't we all go

was also

Julia to prepare dinner ahead of time. We'll go together, it's a bumpy road ahead, but

can pick up Anderson today." Luther took the lead and

grandson, almost four years old. When I fell off a

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