You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1701: Old Friends

In the middle of the night, Luther, satisfied, fell asleep exhausted, holding Joyce in his arms.

As he slept deeply, he faintly heard the vibration of his phone. He abruptly woke up, not wanting to disturb Joyce. He quickly pressed the side of his phone and switched it to silent mode. In the darkness, he picked up the phone and glanced at the screen. When he saw it was a call from Athena, his black eyes suddenly grew darker than the night. That damn woman, causing trouble again?

He no longer felt sleepy and got up, putting on his clothes and walking to the window in the living room. He dialed Athena's number, lowering his voice impatiently, "Hello, what do you want?"

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After hanging up the phone, he clenched his fist, then fiercely smashed it against the wall next to the window. The wallpaper, of good quality and soft, didn't make much noise when struck. However, his knuckles were somewhat injured.

He paid no attention to the pain; his heart was filled with anger. Outside the window, the night was pitch black, silent and still. Moonlight sparsely illuminated the scene, and occasionally branches trembled in the wind, casting eerie shadows on the ground, evoking fear.

He stood there for a while, put on his suit, picked up his briefcase, and left the Warner residence.

The night was heavy with dew. As the car's crimson taillights suddenly lit up in the dark night, it seemed as if a fierce beast had opened its eyes.

Luther stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

At this moment, Joyce walked out from the corner of the living room. She walked all the way to the front door, watching Luther drive away with furrowed brows. Her face remained calm and serene, without any ripples.

In fact, she had sensed it when Luther got up. She didn't alarm him; instead, she hid around the corner of the living room while he left and made the phone call. Although she couldn't hear the conversation, his furious act of smashing the wall deeply shook her.

She knew something must have happened; otherwise, he wouldn't behave so unusually.

She didn't appear until he left, silently watching his figure without inquiring.

complete trust. She was only worried and didn't know what he

with Alisha. After all, everything started when they

stood in the living room for

Darrin walked in wearing

he was in the Warner residence, he only slept lightly, bearing

the sound of Luther's car just now and immediately got up to check the situation. Finding no abnormalities

saw Joyce standing in the living room, slightly surprised. She asked, "Colonel,

nodded. "Yes, I

Warner tell you what

her head.

asked, “Colonel, can I track him and install real-time location software in the car? We

hand. “If he doesn't tell me, there must be a reason he doesn't want to tell me. He's not that kind

furrowed his brow. “But your face doesn't look good. Aren't

go back to Khebury, we'll be involved in something we don't know about. I have a bad feeling that this time it's definitely more complicated. Otherwise, he wouldn't keep it from me. Since he's keeping it from me, it must be

sudden appearance? Prince Rohomes

to be the captain of the prestigious Rohomes Royal Guard. One must know that anyone who could attain that position

woman, could overcome countless difficulties and become the captain of the royal guard. He had underestimated her. In their two small-scale skirmishes, he felt

personal guard, appearing in Pascaylia. It inevitably made people suspect their motives. Was it related to politics or military matters? It was impossible to know. And what connection did it have with the

living room. In

related. Right now,

pondered for a

an old friend, and I plan to

"Who?" Darrin asked.