You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1847

Chapter 1847: Awakening

At five o'clock in the morning, as if sensing something, Joyce abruptly woke up from a nightmare. She opened her eyes and tried to sit up from the bed. Her movement woke Luther, and he pulled her into his arms, covering her face with darkness and kissing her lips.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? It's okay, I'm here," he reassured her.

The wet and warm kiss mesmerized Joyce for a moment. As long as she was with him, she felt particularly at ease. Gradually, she felt drowsy again and curled up in his arms, dozing off for a while.

Around six o'clock, the first light of day began to seep through the cracks in the curtains.

The phone placed on the bedside suddenly vibrated.

Joyce woke up again and nudged Luther. “I had it on silent. It's your phone.”

Luther murmured in response and reached for the phone on the bedside table while still kissing her.

"Hello? Who is this?"

Unexpectedly, an anxious voice came through the phone, causing Luther's sweet kiss to pause. His body stiffened, and he suddenly opened his eyes, propping himself up on Joyce's neck with his left hand.

"Why do you have my number? What's happened?”

Joyce realized something was wrong and clung to his shoulders with both hands, feeling her anxiety rise.

dare not inform the Saunders family.

put the phone on speaker mode

on her own coat and helped tie a knot around Luther's

tell me the main points.” Luther stood up and drew the curtains open. The outside was dimly lit, with a grayish eastern sky.

to the hospital casually. Can you bring a private doctor? I found your number in Mr. Saunders’

phone and called Jamie. Jamie lived nearby, and Luther instructed

up behind Luther and embraced him

spoke softly,

her cheek against his back

moment now. No matter what he

thoughts and didn't

later, Joyce left Darrin to watch over Anderson at home while she, along with Luther and

Mr. Ball was anxiously

Mr. Ball

lay on the bed, still wearing the attire of the black-clothed men. His handsome eyes were tightly shut, his face pale, but his

medical kit and carefully examined

him to the hospital for a brain CT scan? I can arrange for a secret

his head. "This level of injury doesn't require that. Mr. Saunders hasn't woken up because of some subconscious resistance. I'll give him an injection to reduce brain swelling. Within half an hour, he should

nodded, trusting Jamie's

scared me. If something happened to Mr. Saunders, how could I

did they

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