You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1717: Can I Hold Her?

"Hehe, I didn't mishear, did I?" Luther's thin lips curved into a sneer. After more than ten years, it was the first time Christian had voluntarily reminded him.

Christian's handsome face stiffened, showing a hint of embarrassment, but more of it was anger.

"Athena has finally woken up. She has been in a coma all this time. Don't get involved with her anymore. Stay away from her. So, what are you doing here? Why don't you leave?" Christian turned away, avoiding Luther's gaze, still reluctant to face him.

“You don't need to worry about my affairs,” Luther sneered. “If you have the ability, you'd better take care of your sister.”

Christian furrowed his brows. "My family matters don't concern you. I will naturally take care of her. What about Joyce? Have you thought about her? She came to see me!"

Luther narrowed his eyes sharply, his gaze piercing Christian. "What did you say to her?"

Christian sneered, "What did I say? I've said everything that needed to be said about the past. Are you afraid? You know very well what you've done."

"I am very clear in my heart, but it's always you who are unclear. Christian, we used to be friends, but you have always been blind. Haven't you realized it yet? As for Joyce, I will handle it. I appreciate you saving her, and if you ever need help, I will definitely repay this favor." Luther said solemnly.

"Handle it? Is this how you handle it?" Christian's brows furrowed in anger. Joyce wouldn't come to him unless it was absolutely necessary. He could see the turmoil in Joyce's heart, and he didn't want her to endure any more pain.

“Is this how you treat Joyce? She almost died, and I saved her just so that she could suffer at your hands again? Luther, I warn you, if you can't make her happy, don't blame me for taking her away from you." Christian's face turned cold as he made a firm statement.

Luther clenched his fists tightly.

He clearly felt that compared to four years ago, Christian was deliberately targeting him, which was why he approached Joyce and was somewhat attracted to her. He had always thought that the person Christian liked was Athena.

now, he

mentioning Joyce was clearly different from before. Luther gritted his teeth, feeling an unpleasant sensation rising in his heart. Damn it, emotions change over

sudden step forward, approaching Christian, and grabbed his collar without hesitation. "What did you say?

grabbed

to have it both ways? Do you think I will just

was palpable, and they were on the verge of

men into the villa, and they couldn't stop them. If they made

"If you insist on staying here with Athena, I

hair on her. She belongs to me. You're dreaming!" Luther was furious, his hand gripping Christian's collar tightly,

It instantly brought Luther back to his senses. It was Alisha. Alisha

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why did you wake up?" he asked

were you fighting?" Alisha's bright eyes looked around, taking in

just playing around. We weren't fighting,” Luther quickly denied, his face completely calmed

looked at Alisha, staring at her for a while before

"This is... Alisha?"

sure. Alisha had been kept alive with tubes since birth, and he had watched her grow up. He had spent three long years with her, and unfortunately, Alisha had

Alisha was actually alive?

mistaken. The slender eyebrows, slightly upturned eyes, and delicate chin. He never expected Alisha, who opened her eyes,

could call

her arms around his neck. With her big eyes blinking, she looked at Christian curiously and asked, "I'm Alisha. Daddy named me. Uncle, who