You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1964 Being Prepared

Three days had passed.

During this time, Joyce and Anderson worked together to search for information, significantly increasing their efficiency. In a short amount of time, they had gone through everything, although they didn't have any leads yet, everything was organized. They were ready at a moment's notice for any new discoveries.

This morning, Anderson and Alisha went to school as usual.

After staying up late every night, Anderson fell asleep as soon as he got on the car.

Seeing this, Joyce felt sorry for the child. But she knew there was no other way. Anderson, to prevent Luther from worrying, would rather go to school every day to sleep and return home refreshed in the afternoon. He would stay up late again in the evening.

At home, Luther woke up particularly late that day. Even after the children had left, he was still lying halfway in bed, resting.

He felt dizzy, lightheaded, tightness in his chest, difficulty breathing, and most importantly, weakness in his limbs.

Joyce came to Luther's bedside and sat down next to him. "Feeling unwell? Let me go get you a glass of water."

Luther suddenly grabbed her wrist, "No need, I was about to get up."

Struggling, he sat up from the bed. When his feet touched the ground, he felt a wave of dizziness.

Supporting himself as best he could, he walked into the bathroom to freshen up.

Looking at himself in the mirror, his once handsome face now carried an air of exhaustion, looking very weak.

He frowned. Although he had a bad feeling in his heart, he wouldn't show it in front of Joyce.

After freshening up, he suddenly felt nauseous, as if a knife was twisting inside his chest. Soon after, a thick, uncontrollable substance surged out.

his hand, trying to stop what was already

mouth, seeping through his fingers. His hand, covered with fresh blood, looked terrifying

the mirror, stunned for a

was coughing

from inside and hurried over,

time. She saw his hands covered in fresh blood, catching her

blank, the blood's red color repeatedly stimulating her brain, rendering her unable

tap, washing away the blood on his hands, and wiping the corners of his lips. The pool of water

worry, I just coughed up a bit of blood, everything else feels fine." Luther rinsed his mouth

stared at Luther without saying a word. In fact, he was far from okay. His face was pale, now his lips were also pale,

you still interested in looking at baby supplies? Shall I accompany you shopping today? The doctor said you are about to give birth, and you need to be active now. I'll be with you." Luther tried to maintain his spirits, smiling gently, making

say anything, suddenly throwing herself into his arms,

be like this, I'm really fine." Luther wanted to reach out and comfort her, but suddenly, the dizziness in front of his

couldn't stand still, his vision blurred, afraid he would drag her down

to hold on, until he gradually collapsed on the floor. At that moment, his vision darkened, and he lost consciousness instantly. "Luther! What's happening to you?" Joyce screamed in horror, watching Luther

hammer, making it difficult for her to breathe. Her belly was too big, preventing

please help!" Joyce

immediately, they lifted Luther and moved him to the couch

being more composed, quickly dialed the emergency contact of the warlord, given to him by Cecelia before she left.

Luther close, shaking him constantly, "Wake up, don't sleep. Wake

tightly

was frantic

comforted her, "Madam, don't worry, the ambulance is on its way. You need to take care of yourself;

Luther's hand tightly,

the

and took him into the ambulance. Joyce insisted on accompanying him

here were mostly subordinates within the warlord's domain, and they promptly began a