You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1399

Putting on her hat and going out, she left the fishing village.

Afternoon.

Chris took the Special Investigation Unit to this small, isolated fishing village.

Previously, someone provided information.

It is said that this side of the fishing village, there is an old couple, deaf and dumb, two days ago to save a person, the details are not clear. When Chris found out about it, he rushed to the fishing village with his men.

When I first arrived at the entrance of the village, I heard people talking. "Ken, is that a girl you saved?" Someone asked, gesturing as he spoke. Ken waved his hand and made a "whimpering" sound in his throat. "What do you mean? I can't understand it! Is she still in your house?" The others asked again.

Ken nodded, then shook his head anxiously.

Chris saw this and stepped forward, "Where is she? Take me there." The Special Investigation Unit immediately came around and showed their papers, “Routine inspection, don't interfere with official business, take us there."

The villagers pushed Ken and headed for Ken's home.

The villagers explained as they walked, "He can't talk, and his wife has bad ears. It seems that they saved a girl, and now they can not say clearly, let's go together to see."

crowd arrived at the home of

hurriedly took out the necklace and painting left by Nina from the house and respectfully handed them to

gestured and kept

out, "Is she gone? Is this what she left behind?" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early

nodded his head in

necklace and when he saw it, his heart, which had been hanging

it's her,

he had sex with her ... she was

was relieved to know

opened

saw the painting, his clear black eyes steeply

a portrait

the same. It was too similar. I didn't expect that she had his face deep in her mind. Most shockingly, in the portrait, she painted him with

Angel Wings.

lifelike, as if it can take off at

seen himself like

it turned out

incomparably shocked, pinching the portrait's fingers, gently