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.

calling you out of the blue. Currently, Mr. Saunders is unconscious, and I dare not inform the Saunders family. Can

on speaker mode to keep Joyce informed of the

brow, Joyce put on her own coat

drew the curtains open. The outside was dimly lit,

back of his head and hasn't regained consciousness. I'm afraid it will cause chaos within the Saunders family, and I can't go to the hospital casually. Can you bring a private doctor? I found your number in Mr. Saunders’ phone." Mr. Ball gave a brief account of the

hung up the phone and called Jamie. Jamie lived nearby, and Luther instructed him to

behind Luther and embraced

his hand on top of hers and spoke softly, "Okay, it's chilly in

her cheek against his back and

didn't want to be separated from him even for a moment now. No matter what he had to do, she wanted to be by

understood her thoughts

fifteen minutes later, Joyce left Darrin to watch over Anderson at home while she, along

Ball was anxiously waiting

kit and followed Mr.

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

the medical kit and carefully

a brain CT scan?

shook 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

nodded, trusting Jamie's

If something happened to Mr. Saunders, how could I

"Who could be the third party? Why did they abduct

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