You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1663: Will You Believe Me?

On the other side, Joyce took a brief rest in the hotel where she was staying, waiting for news from Luther. She couldn't sleep soundly, as pregnancy had left her unusually exhausted. After dozing off for a while, she woke up to find that the sky had darkened. As she sat up, she felt sweat all over her back, her forehead covered in perspiration, and her throat parched with thirst.

Upon hearing Joyce's movements, Darrin, who was in the adjacent room of the suite, immediately walked over and knocked on the door. "Miss, are you awake?"

He opened the door and entered, seeing Joyce wanting to pour herself some water. He quickly stepped forward and poured her a glass. "Thank you."

Joyce took the glass and drank it all in one go, but the discomfort in her chest didn't alleviate. She glanced at her phone and saw that Luther hadn't called or messaged her. So, she asked Darrin, "Has he contacted you? Any news?"

Darrin shook his head. "No, Miss. It has been four years since the incident. Investigating this won't be a quick task. As long as it's a human act, there will always be traces left behind."

"Okay," Joyce nodded. She was internally anxious, wanting to hold onto hope but afraid to hope too much. This conflicting feeling tore at her repeatedly, making it impossible for her to find peace.

“You must be hungry. I'll order some food for you," Darrin stood up, turned, and walked toward the living room of the suite to make the call. Joyce walked around the room and finally stopped in front of the floor- to-ceiling window. She looked outside as the night gradually replaced the day, leaving only darkness, which made her feel empty inside. After struggling for a moment, unable to wait patiently any longer, she decided to urge Luther. She picked up her phone and dialed his number.

As soon as the call connected, she heard the ringing sound not far away. She quickly turned around and coincidentally, Luther opened the door and walked in, holding the still ringing phone in his hand.

Upon seeing her, Luther shook the phone in front of her. “I'm back.” Joyce quickly hung up the phone and rushed towards him. "How is it going? Any new discoveries?"

Luther, carrying her in his arms, walked towards the sofa and sat down with her on it. "Impatient, aren't we?" He kissed her cheek and got straight to the point, "I made some progress. Someone bribed the vice director of the hospital back then and publicly claimed that Iris was dead. They even used fake ashes. But the truth is, Iris was secretly taken away and hidden."

Joyce held her breath, waiting for him to continue. Hope surged within her once again.

for now, we don't know who did it. We need to further investigate. What we can be certain of is that when they privately took Iris

now? Does anyone know lris's current

since then.” "Why did they take Iris away? What is their purpose? I can't figure out

you have any clue about who the other party might be?" She looked

eyes darkened, and he looked away. Suddenly, he

resting his chin on her trembling shoulder. He couldn't bring himself to look into her eyes that

her. He already knew who was behind all this. But for now, he

child? Poor Iris, she had to rely on various instruments and tubes to survive from the moment she was born, and now she has to endure

Iris being alive are high. It's already a blessing from above. Whatever conditions the other party may propose, we can meet

what they really want..." Joyce's voice choked up. At this point, she was willing to give up everything in exchange

cupped her face and looked deeply into her eyes. "We have been through so much together.

this? Don't

After all, I made so many mistakes in the past, which led to the current

hand. “Let's not bring up the past. It's not all

you find out or

word, his serious tone and demeanor contrasting with their usual playful

question, Joyce didn't know what had come over him or why he

you believe me? Would you

for a moment, and then nodded. She took his hand and placed it on her small abdomen. "I believe in you, and they will believe in you

had instantly brightened. The heaviness from

her cute nose. "No matter when, no matter what you hear or see, believe in my