You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1640: Promotions for Both sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Night Garden Private Club, a high-end gathering place in the Capital. Situated at the foot of the mountains with beautiful scenery, only the top political figures frequent this place, so its location is quite secretive. Today, Luther booked the entire venue.

Juanita and Karl were the first to arrive. The spacious private room had an artificial landscape of rockeries and flowing water outside the windows. The interior was designed in a Japanese style, with every decoration exquisite. When entering the private room, shoes needed to be taken off.

The tatami mats covered the entire private room, and the Japanese- style dining table was already set with cold dishes.

Karl looked at his watch. "You're so impatient. The host hasn't arrived yet, but we're already here."

"What's the big deal?" Juanita leaned against Karl. She had been sleeping since the afternoon and was still a little drowsy after waking up.

"It seems like you've been sleeping a lot lately,” Karl touched her hair. "Yes, maybe it's because I'm in the later stages of pregnancy. I can't wake up easily. Don't worry, as soon as Joyce arrives, I'll be full of energy. Let me lean on you for a while now," Juanita nestled in Karl's arms. "After the warlord's matter was resolved, I suddenly realized that you've had a lot of free time recently. I'm not used to it."

Karl smiled. "Hehe, do you want me to be busy every day and never be seen?”

"Not really, there are pros and cons. When you're with me all the time, I feel like you're meddling in my affairs too much. What I eat, when I sleep, you have to manage it. What I wear, where I go, do you manage too much?" Juanita suddenly sat up straight from Karl's embrace. "Why didn't I notice before? How can you be so meddlesome? What I eat, when I sleep, you have to manage it. What I wear, where I go, do you manage too much?"

Karl glanced at her. "You don't understand me enough. Your self- awareness is so poor, you don't have the sense of becoming a mother at all. Eating randomly, not sleeping on time, not taking breaks when working. Of course, I have to restrict you.”

Juanita suddenly felt deflated. She felt like she had fallen into a trap and couldn't get out now.

Ah, who would have thought that she would be trapped like this.

they call men, completely different before

her do as she pleased, but now... Juanita sighed. Who made her fall in love with him and insisted on winning him over? Now, it's done. She has become her own trap. "What are you thinking? How do you plan to escape my control?" Karl saw her resentful expression and couldn't help but

dare not, Karl,”

finished speaking, the sliding door of the Japanese-

she heard

going to be promoted to the head of

perked up and sat up from Karl's embrace. "It was just announced

with Joyce. He didn't close the door. “I saw Chris parking outside. Everyone has arrived. Congratulations

was just announced this

but

military consolidation has made a significant contribution to the Special Investigation Department, directly propelling you to a high position. It seems that in a few years, it will

and shook his head. He had no interest in power, but now that he had

didn't you get promoted to the president

I don't want to do it," Juanita complained. Joyce chuckled. "Congratulations, President Sanchez. This is a

had a black line on her face. "You don't know how troublesome itis. I can't finish answering all the calls every

to do it to prevent corruption. This position is perfect for you. Head of the House of Inspection and president of the charity party. Integrity on top of integrity, it's an official match," Joyce

Just now, she even found me annoying." "Who said I find you annoying?" Juanita hugged Karl's waist and clung to him like an octopus, not shy about

speaking, she even boldly kissed Karl on

Chris and Nina, who

fine, but the affectionate scene made Nina's face turn red. She stood at

but cover her forehead. Juanita, indeed, was returning to her