You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1952

Chapter 1952: Supreme Power

They didn't have to wait for the door to be opened.

The door automatically opened from the inside.

The person welcoming them was none other than Alisha.

Alisha's voice was particularly sweet, "Mom, Dad, I heard your voices. I'll open the door for you, see how well-behaved I am."

Luther lifted Alisha up, "Alisha is the best." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Joyce smiled and asked, "How was your first day of school, Alisha?"

They walked inside as they talked, all the way to the living room.

Anderson was sitting in the living room, tinkering with his computer as usual. Today, while Mom and Dad were still not back, he secretly turned on Mom's computer and found her screening some data. So he wanted to help Mom and came up with a quick screening software. Whatever difficulties Mom and Dad encountered, he hoped to be of use.

He was completely absorbed in his own things.

When he heard Mom and Dad come in, he just glanced up, "You're back?"

Luther asked again, "Alisha, can you tell us about your first day of school?"

"Sure." Alisha replied, "The school is very big and beautiful, with lots of fun things inside. It feels like you can't finish exploring it in a day. I really want to ride a horse, but the horse-riding lessons haven't started yet today. Oh, and I also met many new friends, who were all very nice to me. I was a little scared at first, but luckily I had my big brother with me. I quickly stopped being scared."

fun?" Joyce lightly pinched Alisha's proud little

want to go every

since she got back. She probably can't talk anymore now, otherwise she'll talk your

hugged

to Anderson, "And how about you, Anderson? It's been

Nothing

Kiki? I heard they also returned to school." Joyce

deal with." Anderson didn't go into details, whether Westbrook truly los his memory or regained it and pretended not

take care of your sister

Dinner was soon served.

at school, while Anderson remained silent, pondering over database matters, wanting to help out. Cecelia kept serving

ate, trying to conceal his expression. By the end of the day, his sense

times,

eating first and took out some napkins, "I'm

to work so hard, digest your meal first. It's not good for your health if you

eat much, why would I need to digest?" Joyce smiled, "I'm going to the

as she couldn't help much at the moment, only able

Luther told stories while

on the couch, messing

evening descended like the sea from the window, dark and deep, with countless lights in the

wished for these happy days to continue every day. And all

was exquisite, he had no appetite. He

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