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.

we can be certain of

know lris's

After all, he hasn't seen her since then.” "Why did they take Iris away? What is their purpose? I can't figure out who I offended and why they would do this," Joyce covered her

other party might be?" She looked up into his

and he looked away.

for now. Don't worry, give me some more time, and I will definitely find out," he said, resting his chin on her trembling

her. He already knew who was behind all

sadness. "Why did all of this happen to me? Why would someone target a child? Poor Iris, she had to rely on various instruments and tubes to survive from the moment she

gently patted her back. "Don't worry. The chances of Iris being alive are high. It's already a blessing from above. Whatever conditions the other party may propose, we can meet them. We will definitely

Joyce's voice choked up. At this point, she was willing to give up everything in exchange for

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

suddenly asking this? Don't you think I trust you

replied, "I am a bit worried. After all, I made

covered his lips with her hand. “Let's not bring up the past. It's not all

at her earnestly. "If one day, you find out or you think that I betrayed you,

each word, his serious tone and demeanor contrasting

Joyce didn't know what had come over him or why he asked such a

you believe me? Would you forgive me?" he asked

placed it on her small abdomen. "I believe in you, and they will believe in you too. I think Andres

as if his mood had instantly brightened. The heaviness

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