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.

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

wanted to tear Athena apart, but

He first had to find a way

had given him test strips, and he would test any food or drink Athena gave him to

early in the morning, and

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

his jaw. The pain that arose reminded him to stay

think? The last thing he wanted to do was

he hadn't called her or sent her any messages. Besides knowing that his actions were being monitored, he didn't have the

to think about it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt as if every breath was like inhaling a sharp blade, piercing his heart. The

black-clad person he had sent to the Warner

"Mr. Warner, the items you requested have been

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

Alisha. He walked into the room and gently

to let go and

her. She instinctively reached out and grabbed Luther's

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

bags on

rubbed her eyes and clung to Luther's arm as she sat up, finally believing that he

water," Alisha climbeddown from the bed. "I feel much better. Can I go outside to soak up some sun?" Luther poured a glass of water for Alisha and handed it to her,

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

about how uncomfortable you were a few days ago. Now that you've recovered,

sips of water and placed

to Daddy," she said