You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1792: Overwhelming Emotions

Joyce wanted to sit up and tried to move, but she felt a numbness in her body.

Luther quickly held her down. "Don't move, let me go check. Be careful, you're carrying three lives now. Don't get too excited and don't move around. Just rest and lie down until the doctor confirms that the baby is fine, okay?"

Anderson chimed in, "Yeah, Mommy, don't worry. I'm already a little adult, and with Dad and me at home, we can handle everything.” Joyce chuckled. "I'm not excited. I also want to see Alisha. Last night, I only caught a brief glimpse of her, and it was dark, so I couldn't see her clearly."

“I'll go in first, and then I'll come back to update you," Luther got up. Anderson waved goodbye to Joyce as he followed Luther. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

At the door of Alisha's room, Luther said to Anderson, "Wait outside, I'll go in first.”

Although Anderson looked dissatisfied, he obediently stayed at the door.

Luther pushed the door open and saw Reuben deliberately dressed in a doctor's attire, standing by Alisha's bed, pretending to examine her. “You're such a good kid. Let the doctor check how well your wound is healing,” Reuben said.

Alisha remained silent. Reuben checked her and said, "Hmm, very good, no signs of infection. How are you feeling now? Do you feel any dizziness?"

Alisha still didn't speak.

Frowning, Reuben held up two fingers in front of Alisha’s face. "How many fingers do you see?" When she didn't react, he changed the question. "What's one plus two?" It shouldn't be like this. There's no brain injury, so why isn't Alisha responding?

Alisha suddenly spoke up, "You're a bad person! You're working with them!"

on his face. It seemed that her brain didn't need to be tested; her intelligence wasn't affected. And her intelligence was quite high. Even

beat. It seemed that Alisha was not

called out, "Alisha, are you awake? Do you feel

warmth, her eyes were filled with resistance and unfamiliarity. It was completely different from before when she would jump

the hospital. Where's Mommy?" Alisha murmured to herself. "Mommy is

tried to answer, "Mommy

stopped halfway through. He realized that when Alisha mentioned Mommy, she was referring to Athena. It couldn't possibly mean Joyce. He had

pointed to her own shoulder and burst into tears, “I saw Mommy getting hurt here. Where is Mommy? I want Mommy! Let me

only explain, “Athena is not your Mommy. Your real Mommy is not her.

lying! You're deliberately lying to me to separate me from Mommy! You're a liar! I don't want to see

It was really difficult to explain to a four-year-old child. It's not like he could provide a DNA test

body? Are you uncomfortable? Tell me first, if you're not feeling well, I'll have the doctor come and

climbed out of bed and huddled under the covers, repeating,

Luther felt helpless.

the crack in the door. He was curious and had wanted to see what his little sister looked like. Fair had

he peeked in and

dark eyes. Her chubby cheeks resembled sticky

her emotions were unstable at the moment, with just one

sneaked in, wanting to help Luther convince Alisha. Adults and children were

sis, I'm your big brother. Hi, nice to

that Anderson