You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

He subconsciously yanked Joyce back, "It's late today, everyone is tired, rest early.”

Joyce broke away from Luther and gave him a slight glare, she still wanted to talk to her mother for a few minutes. Besides, it wasn't impossible for her to stay with Cecelia.

"Go back, Joyce, and get some rest for the next two days." Cecelia patted Joyce's shoulder, "Go ahead.”

"All right. Call me if you need anything."

Joyce waved her hand reluctantly.

After getting into Luther's car, she reclined in her seat.

The road in the suburbs, there is no street light, the surrounding area is dark, only car lights to light up the front.

Luther drove on, glancing now and then at Joyce beside him, who looked tired.

It was only when things were over and quiet that Joyce felt a sudden loosening of the taut strings of her entire being. Instead of feeling relaxed, she felt her limbs begin to ache. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

the steering wheel with one hand and reached out with the other, leaning

Lean on me for a nap? You

dazedly, closing her

cheeks were unnaturally red. His fingers traced over her slender neck and felt a hint

out and put his hand on her

low cry, "It's hot, you're

even more and she shrank

sudden. No, I have to take you to the hospital.” Luther

times, “I'm so big, what hospital to go to with a fever, go home and eat

half-buried it in the seat with a reluctant look. Luther reached out and gathered her to himself, "You're

face is unnatural, he was right, in fact, she really

and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You're not really afraid of

said no,

held back his laughter and softly coaxed, "You lean against me, close your eyes and rest for a while. I'll call you

Joyce responded