You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1737: The Antidote is Yours Unconditionally

Luther watched as Alisha returned to her room, happily unpacking her new toys, and then he closed the door. The warmth in his eyes gradually faded, leaving behind a coldness.

He only showed his gentle side in front of Alisha; for everyone else in the house, even a smile was unnecessary. He turned around expressionlessly, passing by Athena without even sparing her a glance. He knew that Athena had been defeated by Joyce, hence her terrible mood. Thinking of this, he felt extremely good.

He sat down on the sofa and opened his laptop, starting to work. From beginning to end, he didn't say a word to Athena.

Awkwardness filled the air. The black-clad men finished cleaning up the shattered pieces and cautiously left the living room, guarding outside the door.

Athena had just wanted to approach Luther and speak to him when suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her shoulder again. She let out a low cry and fell back onto the sofa. Damn it, Joyce had pressed on her shoulder, causing her gunshot wound to open again. The pain was unbearable. She had relied on painkillers to cope for a long time.

She lay horizontally on the sofa, convulsing, continuously sniffing, and gradually feeling cold all over.

“Brother Luther, it hurts so much,” she moaned, hoping that her appearance would evoke Luther's sympathy and pity.

Luther initially remained indifferent, but as Athena's moans grew louder, he glanced at her.

He saw Athena huddled on the sofa, in a daze, and convulsing. Luther's suspicions arose as he observed her trembling appearance. It reminded him of the symptoms of drug withdrawal.

Strange, Athena couldn't have touched these drugs. Why was she like this?

He stood up and walked to Athena's side, looking down at her.

you need?" he

syringe, give them to me," Athena reached out her hand, trying to grab hold of Luther, but

the refrigerator. Inside, he found the syringe and medication. He furrowed his brow; it turned out to be illicit drugs. He hadn't expected Athena to rely on drugs for pain relief. It seemed she was

Joyce. He understood that Athena had come for him from the

woman, seeing her in pain now, gave him a

dissolved the painkiller, and brought it

it with both hands. When she tried to inject herself, her hands were shaking so

please help me," Athena pleaded. The pain was unbearable,

her wound again, she couldn't

her. He hadn't noticed any signs of drug addiction from Athena during this period. It meant that Athena had been controlling and quitting the addiction. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

critical moment like this would nullify her

injection, it was an opportunity Luther could exploit. It would be a weakness for Athena.

that he had dissolved twice the dose. Even if Athena had great willpower, she would

no mercy

to find the unlocking device for

lay on the sofa for a while. She had completely recovered, sat up, and tidied her disheveled hair. She had been in excruciating pain just now, and Luther had surprisingly

ecstatic. He

to Luther's side, "Brother

didn't look up and continued to

felt a burning sensation

already too late. Damn it, although he had taken suppressants and the biological drugs specially made for him by Professors Orik and Jocelyn, he couldn't stop the bleeding from his nose and ears. He thought hecould hold out for a few more months at