You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1955

Chapter 1955: A Sense of Despondency

On the other side,

Luther took Joyce and the children to a famous seaside restaurant.

As it was close to noon when they set off,

Anderson and Alisha were hungry on the way. Inside the camper, everything was available: a kitchen, a bathroom, a shower, and a large TV and audio system, all fully equipped.

Joyce made some mini pancakes for them in the camper's kitchen, topped with cream and adorned with fresh fruits.

While Alisha ate and watched cartoons on the TV in the car, dancing with joy,

Anderson did not have much of an appetite. He took a few bites casually and set them aside, his wise little eyes occasionally glancing at his mommy and daddy.

Upon waking up in the morning, he sensed that something was amiss. His dad did not say goodbye to him before leaving home.

He saw his mommy come out after his dad left, made a few phone calls, and then hastily left the house. He knew something was definitely wrong. His sister did not notice the changes at home, but he, being sensitive, was different.

They were hiding something from him; even his mommy often searched for information on the computer at home, using big data related to biopharmaceuticals, which was very suspicious.

Furthermore, his mommy's mood had been noticeably off lately. When she spoke to him, her mind seemed elsewhere, and he could feel it.

Thinking about this, Anderson proactively handed a plate of mini pancakes to Joyce.

"Mummy, you should eat too."

Joyce took it, touched Anderson's head, and smiled, "Alright, but mommy is not hungry. I ate a lot in the morning. I'll eat later."

Anderson remained silent.

clearly saw that Joyce did not eat breakfast before leaving, so how could she have eaten a lot in the morning? Being observant, having no appetite, and having no mood was the truth. Joyce sat to the side, feeling uneasy

did not speak

didn't say much. He didn't want to upset her, deliberately keeping things from her, but there are

"Daddy, eat."

sweet." Luther gently embraced Alisha, cuddling

delicious? Is it sweet?" Alisha had not eaten yet, but she first gave it to

it's very sweet. Alisha

for herself and put it in

fall out from the sourness. How can you eat this, daddy? Don't you find it sour at all?" Alisha looked at Luther in surprise, "It's really sour." Luther's handsome face momentarily stiffened; he had long lost his sense of taste, unable to taste anything sour, sweet, bitter, or spicy. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

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tongue, "Alright.

into Luther's arms, found a comfortable

that Joyce must

but she didn't

that his dad seemed unable to taste

moment, his

Looking around, he pondered.

arrived at a beautiful seaside building that looked like a castle from

they arrived, it was already past one in

the car, Luther led them into the restaurant, to their reserved private

sunlight sprinkled on the sea, the sparkling waves shimmering in gold, white foam rolling continuously, wave after wave, as if they were

the cliff. Below them

hands and jumping, but she dared not sit by

seats further inside,

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