You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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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.

adjusted his collar, and a cold chill flickered in

about Alisha? Is she really sick?" He changed

Luther's covered neck, her chest heaving. "Do you still care about Alisha? She

me see Alisha," Luther said impatiently, not wanting to talk to her any

it and gestured to the black-clad individuals beside her to activate

the partition opened, the glass

inside and saw Alisha lying on the bed,

Athena hadn't lied to him; Alisha was really

quickly embraced Alisha. Her small body was soft and weak, as if she had no strength, fragile and delicate. He whispered, "Daddy, it's Daddy,

used her weak little hands to

Lowering his head, he saw her tightly holding onto his clothes, her grip so tight that

a high

smiled and sneered, "She's just a child, how would I know why she's sick? Maybe she missed you. Who made you not by her

her body as she trembled when she got out of the water. It didn't take long for

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

don't blame Mommy, it's my fault. I played and fell into the swimming pool. The water was so

alright, Daddy is here. You'll

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 been her doing. She repeatedly targeted

troublesome was that Alisha believed in Athena

asleep, Luther asked, "What medicine did you give her?"

Luther furrowed his