You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1605 She Died Long Ago

Joyce pushed open the door of the VIP ward. She had just called the doctor and knew that Luther was awake. She also understood that his latest examination reports were all normal.

She was slightly relieved.

The moment the door opened, she saw Luther standing in the bathroom doorway, his slender body leaning against the side of the door.

Although his handsome face was pale, it was clean and refreshing, with a spirited look.

A pair of deep black piercing eyes, when looking at her, did not move for a moment, with flowing clear waves, full of affection.

Joyce's lips trembled slightly. She wanted to call him but choked up, unable to say a word.

Judging from his appearance and the way he looked at her, it seemed unhindered. The worst fear of amnesia did not seem to have happened. Her heart thumped. Somewhat excited but afraid of disappointment. Instead, Anderson poked his little head out from beside her and affectionately called out, "Dad, you're awake, you're okay."

Luther showed a smile, waved his hand gently and stretched out his arms, "Come here, Andres, give Dad a hug."

Anderson hopped over happily and threw himself into Luther's arms. Luther did not pick him up but bent down slightly, put his arms around Anderson's shoulders and said, "Andres has suffered. Fortunately, everything's fine now. Andres has grown up. There's nothing to worry about anymore.”

Seeing this warm scene.

Joyce breathed a sigh of relief. Great, Luther didn't have amnesia and still remembered them.

At this time, Luther put his arm around Andres’ shoulders. He gave Joyce an unsatisfied look and said, "What are you standing there for?" He teased, "Don't you recognize me anymore?"

"Nonsense." Joyce's face flushed red. She took two steps forward but was pulled into his warm embrace by Luther.

Luther put one arm around Anderson and the other around Joyce, giving him an extraordinarily fulfilling sense of satisfaction.

they were both

aren't you lying in bed properly? Your wound hasn't healed yet, getting out of bed

"What, my wife, am I not even allowed to

touched Joyce's flat belly, although flat, it

our baby okay? Is it hurt? Do you

nodded, "I'm fine.

as he lifted her chin, stroked her neck. Today she was wearing a silk scarf. He knew she was

reached out and untied the silk scarf, revealing a shallow, congealed bloodstain on her neck. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find

the scar, extremely distressed. When he saw her in danger, his heart almost exploded. This kind of pain, this fear, he couldn't

His voice

You're the one who's injured, okay?" She was slightly annoyed. Looking down, she saw his abdominal wound which was slightly red. She frowned slightly,

slowly and got back into

his wound. Fortunately, there

want some water?" She

"Yes." Luther nodded.

up to pour water. Luther let Anderson climb onto the bed and held him in his arms, "Come here, Andres, tell Dad what

glanced back at the father

Dad's wound. Don't press on it." Anderson exclaimed, "I

Luther in detail what had happened after he was kidnapped. Including how he met Fair, including Fair's mention of a girl who looked very much like him, including meeting the terrible woman, Otis as well, Otis taking him to see Ralph, Grandpa gave him the silver eagle pendant, and how Justin passed him the miniature phone and miniature computer. How did he crack the security procedures again, meet Fair again. Later Justin took them away, and finally what happened in the parking lot at the harbor and on the top floor. Anderson

Joyce was also listening.

parting before, she hadn't had time to understand the whole course

long, long time. His mouth was dry and he drank water several times before recounting these strange and

heavier than before. Little Anderson had endured more than she

I told Uncle Gregory once. I really don't want to say it