You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1715: Believe

Luther nodded.

He gently stroked Alisha, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms. He was about to get up when Alisha’s hands tightly grasped him.

He sighed helplessly. "Taking care of her day and night these past few days has made her cling to me even more. Jamie, I won't see you off. They will still blindfold you and take you back. After you return, you must keep everything that happens here a secret.”

"Mr. Warner, don't worry, I understand,” Jamie promised.

Luther snapped his fingers, and the black-clad person who had been guarding outside walked in.

"Mr. Warner, what are your orders?" Under Athena's command, the black-clad person showed great respect towards Luther.

"Escort Dr. Jamie back," Luther waved his hand.

"Yes." The black-clad person led Jamie away.

Before Jamie left, he bowed slightly to Luther and then respectfully turned and left.

After everyone had left.

Luther half-leaned on the sofa, holding Alisha closer to him, her small head nestled tightly against his chest. As if feeling safe, Alisha finally released her grip on his hand and let it naturally fall to the side.

Her eyelashes trembled lightly, her small lips slightly parted, and her soft body rose and fell with each breath.

He gently caressed her, his long fingers outlining her small features.

It was evident that Alisha lacked love and a sense of security. Throughout her illness, she had clung to him, unwilling to let go. She was particularly sensitive, instantly sensing when he was away and grabbing him to stop him. She was also very careful, afraid that he would be unhappy or reject her.

psychological pressure had she put on Alisha to make her, who had just begun to experience the outside world,

apart, but

her mother, relying on and trusting her. He first had

tried various ways to get close to him, but he had rejected her. Jamie had given him test strips, and he would test any food or drink Athena gave

in the morning, and he didn't know what she

definitely wasn't a good thing, perhaps related to the photos that had

sat on the sofa, repeatedly pinching his jaw. The pain that arose

the news by now. What would she think? The last thing he wanted to do was

past few days, he hadn't called her or sent her any messages. Besides knowing that his actions were

to think about it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt as if every breath was like inhaling

the black-clad person he

"Mr. Warner, the items you requested

put them in Alisha's room. I'll check later,” Luther replied coldly. "Yes." The black-clad person picked up several large bags and brought

He

to let go

She instinctively reached out and grabbed Luther's sleeve, shouting, "Daddy, where are

cheek. "Daddy's not going anywhere. Look, Daddy has brought all the

pointed to the bags on the

eyes and clung to Luther's arm as she sat up, finally believing that he wasn't leaving. She

up some sun?" Luther poured a glass of water for Alisha and handed it to her, shaking his head. "No, it's

expression turned sad. She had been feeling so suffocated. The past few days had been really difficult, lying around in a daze,

think about how uncomfortable you were a few days ago. Now that you've recovered, you mustn't get sick again,” Luther

of water

I'll listen to Daddy," she said