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.

Damn Athena, what kind of psychological pressure had she put on Alisha to make her,

tear Athena apart,

was her mother, relying on and trusting her. He first had to find

him test strips, and he would test any food or drink

morning, and he

photos that had come

the sofa, repeatedly pinching his jaw. The pain that arose reminded him to

the news by now. What would she think? The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt her again, but

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

couldn't bear 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.

black-clad person he had sent to

"Mr. Warner, the items you requested have been

replied coldly. "Yes." The black-clad person picked up several large

short while, Luther stood up while holding Alisha. He walked into the room and gently laid her on the

to

reached out and grabbed Luther's sleeve, shouting,

Daddy has brought all the clothes here. Daddy

bags

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

Daddy. I want to drink 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

feeling so suffocated. The past few days had been really difficult, lying around in a

days ago. Now that you've recovered,

sips of water and placed the cup

to