You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1790: Never Let Go Again

Shortly after, Luther stood up and returned to Alisha's hospital room. He couldn't let go of his weak daughter. He stayed in Alisha's room to watch over her.

Darrin stood guard outside Anderson's room.

Anderson was the first to regain consciousness, around three in the morning. He woke up from the coma caused by the explosion. His head felt heavy and he struggled to sit up. The lights in the room were already turned off, with only the emergency night light illuminating the space.

He looked around, realizing that he was in a hospital. So, he was saved?

His last memory was stuck at the third explosion that Cloud triggered in the bathroom. The safe room had withstood the power of the explosions in the previous two attempts, but by the third one, even he wasn't confident. Deep cracks had formed around the door frame. If there was another explosion, it wouldn't have held up.

To avoid getting injured, he followed the emergency rescue knowledge he had learned and lay in the bathtub, covering himself with all the bath towels and robes he could find, protecting his head securely. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Even so, with a loud boom, the tremendous blast shockwave dazed him, causing him to lose consciousness.

Now, he was in the hospital. He had been saved. But who had saved him?

Anderson made an effort to sit up, wanting to reach for the call button on the bedside.

At that moment, Darrin heard the movement from outside and rushed in. He was overjoyed to see Anderson awake. "Anderson, you're awake. That's great!"

He approached Anderson, embracing him tightly. Darrin patted and rubbed Anderson all over, checking his forehead. "Anderson, do you recognize me? Are you injured in the head? Did your memory get affected?"

Then he gently touched Anderson's small face, confirming that all of this was real.

rolled his eyes, speechless. "Uncle Darrin, I think there's something wrong with

finally let go of his worries upon

goodness, Anderson

all my fault for not leaving enough people to guard the

my little sister? Is she rescued?" Anderson was most concerned about that. "And where's

up from a light sleep, hearing the commotion from the neighboring room. He quickly got up and rushed to the door.

looked at Anderson in excitement, his

saw Luther and shouted with excitement, "Dad, Dad,

quickly got up

out

him into his own flesh and blood. He hadn't seen Anderson for

much and said excitedly, "Anderson, as long

suffocating me," Anderson complained lightly. He was practically being

you too tightly." Anderson confirmed again, "Dad, what about my little sister?

Anderson's face in his hands. "Yes, she's in the room next door. She's asleep. Anderson, I'm sorry. Tonight, we were so focused on your sister that we overlooked

hadn't arrived in time, I would have been taken away." Luther gently touched Anderson's forehead. "You did it, and you did it well. You're the

good," Anderson

around, he asked, "Where's Mommy? Why didn't I see Mommy? Is she too tired?

how to explain. Joyce had been stabbed by Alisha and was still

clever, sensing

to go see Mommy and my

took a deep breath, deciding to tell Anderson the truth. Anderson was too clever, and there was no way

she saw when she opened her eyes. Plus, Athena raised her, taught her to speak, and read. For a long time, Athena instilled