You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1672: I'd Rather Die

Suddenly, she let out a scream.

It was Luther who had finally come to his senses and pushed her away. He flipped her wheelchair directly, and his handsome face couldn't hide the look of disgust. He brushed off his sleeves, wishing he could just take them off and throw them in the trash.

Athena was completely overturned, her wheelchair crooked on the smooth marble floor, and she lay awkwardly on the ground. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

When she landed, her shoulder hit the ground, the arm that Joyce had hit her. The wound reopened at this moment.

Fresh red blood instantly soaked her light-colored princess dress, revealing a hideous appearance.

The pain made her unable to hold back her expression, and she became distorted.

However, Luther's next words were the most lethal blow to her, as if pushing her straight into hell, never to be able to turn over again. "Together with you? Ha." Luther sneered, his eyes like ice, cold to the bottom of his heart.

He said each word clearly, "I'd rather die."

He turned around and wanted to leave. Rather than waste time talking to her here, he would rather use all his abilities to find Iris. As long as she was in Pascaylia, on Khebury's turf, he didn't believe he couldn't find a trace of her.

What Athena could do, why couldn't he?

"Brother Luther.”

Athena never expected to face such a life-and-death decision. Luther didn't hesitate to choose death over being with her, which was a huge blow to her.

What's so good about Joyce? Is she worth it? Am

understand. She had a powerful background, with organizational strength no

universally recognized. When men saw her,

in his

his voice cold and without warmth, "Don't compare yourself to her, are you even worthy? You can't even compare to one of her toes. What's the use of being pretty if your soul

you really not want

persisted, still holding onto him,

die

wasn't to see him die. She hadn't gotten him

her shoulder

and two of them

subsided, Athena's emotions had calmed down. She straightened her clothes, smoothed her sleeves, and

had already walked to the door, and he was about to

came from behind, "Brother Luther, don't be in a hurry to leave. You can spare your life, but

clapped her hands, "Open the curtain

black-clothed people and ordered, “Yes,

in the main hall slowly rose, connected to a room next door, which was almost transparent, surrounded by explosion-proof

his breath, vaguely knowing what was

His heartbeat accelerated.

was a soft carpet on the floor, and a children’s bed in a

afar, a little girl was sitting on the ground, playing with

had her back turned, and from behind, she looked like a