You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1956

Chapter 1956: No More Wills

Although she was out to relax, she couldn't shake off her preoccupation while eating. Her mind kept wandering back to the research she had been immersed in these past few days.

Luther noticed Joyce's distraction but remained silent. He, too, had been tirelessly brainstorming, as Dr. Jacobs had already arrived in Khebury to join the research efforts. How could he give up? Even for their sake, he had to find every possible solution, to push through until the very end. He only wanted to arrange things properly for the future, ensuring they had nothing to worry about. "Dad, why aren't you eating?" Alisha asked, looking up.

Alisha, the thoughtful little dove, shared some of her food with Luther, "Dad, you didn't even eat the mini muffins in the car. Aren't you hungry?"

Luther's eyes softened, "Alright, I'll eat now."

After a few bites, Luther continued grilling seafood, adding expensive prawns, crab legs, and special spices, maintaining their freshness and original flavor. He then served each person. The waiter brought freshly squeezed pomegranate juice for each of them, filling the air with a sweet flavor that seemed to seep into their hearts and lungs.

Outside the window, the deep blue sea and endless sky, with rolling waves, were all so beautiful.

After finishing the seafood, the waiter brought a Japanese-style mini grill for them to roast rice cakes, another specialty of the restaurant.

The soft and chewy texture, slightly crispy exterior.

The flickering flame emitted a bluish-green glow.

Alisha leaned on the table, carefully observing the process of roasting rice cakes.

Suddenly she exclaimed, "It's cracking, it's cracking, Mom, the rice cake is ready."

Alisha's bowl, and also gave one to Anderson, "Be careful, it's hot, wait a

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thick, sweet juice. Soft, chewy, slightly sweet, and extremely delicious. Anderson also enjoyed the delicacy but kept observing the expressions of mom and dad.

heartily during this

avoid the terrace too," Joyce gently caressed Anderson, "Look after your sister, it's by the seaside after all. Although there are railings, safety should still be

"Okay," Anderson nodded.

Luther waved his

away,

are several little birds over there, let's go see them," Alisha

Joyce stood up, pushed open the huge

to bring two

sat on the white wicker chair on the terrace, under a large parasol. The sea breeze, accompanied by a salty taste, blew in, giving a coolness to the autumn air that dispelled her melancholy. Because of her large belly, Joyce had to lean back,

Joyce

me support your waist with this

forward, and Luther placed the

you feeling okay? Any discomfort? Tired? If you

not tired," Joyce

Mr. Baldwin, her mood had been unable to improve. She felt the need to sort out her emotions. The former her, even when facing tremendous difficulties, would never be defeated. So why was she becoming more and more fragile

want to see what they look like, if

him, "But I

feeling slightly better, and joked, "Or else it would be a waste of your good looks." Luther smiled and couldn't resist pinching her cheek,

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