You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1702: Falling lll

Luther raced all the way to Athena's seaside villa.

In the late night, everything was pitch black, with only a faint light illuminating the courtyard. The withered branches trembled in the wind, creating a cold and eerie atmosphere. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Several black-clad individuals stood guard at the entrance. When they saw Luther, they respectfully stepped aside.

Frowning, Luther forcefully pushed open the door and walked in. "Athena! You better be telling the truth! Otherwise, I won't let you off!" His anger grew stronger as he entered the seaside villa in the middle of the night. Athena had called him there, claiming that Alisha was sick and looking for her father.

He couldn't be sure which words of this wicked woman were true and which were lies.

When it concerned Alisha, he had to rush over regardless of everything else.

At this moment, Athena was sitting in the living room. When she saw Luther, she wheeled her wheelchair closer to him. "What's wrong? Are you angry? Bringing you out from that bitch's side. Aren't you happy?" Luther clenched his fist, struggling to control his anger. He couldn't stand Athena calling Joyce a bitch. He wanted nothing more than to make Athena shut up forever.

Athena pushed her wheelchair closer, her gaze greedily fixed on Luther's handsome face, unable to look away.

Suddenly, she noticed a faint scratch on his slightly open collar, revealing a glimpse of bare skin. Her eyes widened, burning with jealousy.

"Did you sleep with that bitch?" Athena nearly roared.

Following her malicious gaze, Luther instinctively touched his neck. There was an uneven mark there, a scratch left when things became intense and Joyce couldn't resist his advances, unable to withstand his assault.

and a cold chill flickered in

she really sick?" He changed the subject and

deep breath, suppressing her anger. She glared at Luther's covered neck, her chest heaving. "Do you still care about Alisha? She has a high fever and keeps calling for you. But you have the time to sleep with

and let me see Alisha," Luther said impatiently,

to the black-clad individuals beside her

opened, the

the bed, her

lied

was soft and weak, as

if afraid he would leave, she used her weak little

here to see you," Luther held her tenderly. Lowering his head, he saw her tightly holding onto

did Alisha suddenly have a high fever?" Luther

child, how would I know why she's sick? Maybe she

deliberately had someone push Alisha into the swimming pool, freezing her body as she trembled when she got out of the

Even now, after waking up, her body was still weak. But she didn't care. After all, Alisha wasn't her child. Everyone was just a tool for her

blame Mommy, it's my fault. I played and fell into the swimming pool. The water was so

comforting her, "It's alright, Daddy is here. You'll be fine, Alisha, you're not

again and fell asleep in his embrace. Her weak hands still tightly grasped his clothes, refusing to let go. Luther held her tenderly, his fists clenched tightly. He refusedto believe that Alisha had fallen into the swimming pool by herself. That damn Athena, this heartless woman, it must have

more troublesome was that Alisha

"What medicine did you give her?" Athena shrugged. "Just

Luther furrowed his