You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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Luther touched her forehead, after getting out of the car, regardless of her willingness, directly a hand to pick her up.

"Don't." Joyce subconsciously resisted, feeling embarrassed to be in Aaron's presence.

"Do as you're told." Luther frowned, obviously still sick, had to be strong, this obstinate nature of hers really needs to be changed. Aaron turned around sagely, "BOSS, Ms. Knowles, I'll go park and bring your clothes up later."

Luther carried Joyce all the way back to the Pinkrose penthouse, and after entering, carried her directly up to the penthouse spa. 24-hour spa, which is now bubbling hot.

"You take a nice hot bath to get rid of the cold and also to reduce the fever." He put her down.

She had spent the night in the hospital last night, sweating and drying out, and was sticky and greasy and did want a bath. He is quite attentive and getting better at observing her needs.

"Okay." She sat down next to the spa.

floor-to-ceiling glass cover-like roof, because it is

majestic and beautiful Phoenix Mountain, like a vein of

commotion and rushed up, "Mr. Warner, Ms.

you for your concern, no problem,

cross look, "Almost became a serious pneumonia, and still say

know much about the disease, and was shocked

Joyce frowned, what was all the fuss

you treat it? What else do you want to toss yourself into?" Luther was

him a blank look, "You just don't toss

Luther, "..."

bit strange? It seemed like it was meant to have a special meaning. He recalled what he had asked her to do backstage in the

He cleared his throat, a little

Joyce froze.

meant to say that he had not trusted her before and had

she said just now, "You just don't