You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1931: The Drifting Figure on the Sea

This time, it was Alisha who caught a fish; her fishing rod's bell rang. Luther reeled in the fishing rod, and there were five or six fish of various sizes hanging on it, some long and shimmering with silver scales, some bright red with beautiful patterns on their open fins, and two brown ones with both eyes on the same side.

"This one seems to be called a horse-faced fish," Anderson pointed to one of the sea fish.

"Wow, so many fish. You're really lucky," Alisha clapped her hands, squatting down trying to catch the fish. Unfortunately, the fish were too slippery, and she couldn't catch them. When she managed to catch one, it slipped away again.

But she still had a great time.

"I'll take you to wash your hands. You're getting too dirty," Joyce softly embraced Alisha in her arms. The sunlight was intense, reflecting a bright glow on the deck of the yacht.

"No, I want to keep playing," Alisha's stubbornness emerged from her character. She insisted on catching a fish before she would be satisfied.

"Little fish, little fish, don't run away," she kept trying to catch the fish, slipping and escaping. She would catch, then escape, repeatedly, until her clothes were completely dirtied, but she didn't care. Joyce went along with Alisha's antics.

She sat down on a circular chair while Luther brought her a glass of orange juice. "We had a greasy breakfast, so have a glass to freshen up. I had the kitchen make it freshly squeezed. They're making snacks now and will serve them to us later."

Joyce glanced around the inner part of the yacht. Apart from the crew driving the yacht, two sailors, and four lifeguards, Luther also had a chef and waiters. She rarely indulged in such top-tier luxury. She had lived a frugal life in the orphanage before, even after finding her biological parents. The warlord later emphasized restraint and low-key living, and she still wasn't accustomed to excessive extravagance. From yesterday until now, this man had spent a considerable amount of money.

Luther probably sensed Joyce's thoughts as he pulled her hand towards him and held it in his palm.

"From now on, I will give you the best of everything," he promised solemnly. "I won't let you suffer any grievances anymore, and I won't let you worry."

After Athena's death, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. From An Yunxi to Athena, most of the troubles were caused by him, and now they were finally resolved. Once he dealt with the poison in his body later, he would be completely free.

"Who said I suffered any grievances?" Joyce smiled and looked at Luther. "You were always the best."

Luther's eyes flickered, unable to resist pulling her into his embrace, making her sit on his lap, holding her tightly.

myself. The children are watching, it's not good like

let go of her; instead, he gripped her chin and turned her exquisite and beautiful face towards him, kissing her

widened her beautiful

so brazenly in

actions were light, they still expressed

curved with a charming

break

them

saw this scene, rolling his eyes. "Here they go again. Ah, Alisha will be influenced

moment, his fishing rod finally

any fish yet and had been

movement, and he quickly pulled the fishing line and pressed the

reeled in, he was filled

indeed something dark on the fish hook. Anderson excitedly pulled it up, thinking it was a black fish, but to his surprise, when he looked

and held her

expression became even more

back. The sound of the waves and the wind was a bit loud. She raised her voice and asked, "Anderson, how many fish

Joyce also laughed.

the genius Anderson had things he couldn't handle. Sometimes fishing really

did a shoe come from in the

noticed

of good quality, and had a high-end design. It seemed that it hadn't been soaked for a long time, so the leather hadn't completely swollen. The question arose: Whose shoe was it? How did it end up

tiptoed, leaned against the

this question. She pushed Luther aside, got up from him, and