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.

thin lips with his hand, trying to

seeping through his fingers. His hand, covered with

in the mirror, stunned for

coughing up

heard some unusual noises from inside and hurried over,

bathroom, Luther couldn't stop her in time. She

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

quickly turned on the tap, washing away the blood on his hands, and wiping the corners of his lips. The pool of water in the sink diluted

feels fine." Luther rinsed his mouth

face was pale, now his lips were also pale, she had never

you are about to give birth, and you need to be active now. I'll be with you." Luther tried to maintain his spirits,

throwing herself into his arms,

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

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

the floor. At that moment, his vision darkened, and he lost

breathe. Her belly was too big, preventing her from squatting down. Peering down the sink, she saw

please help!" Joyce

in immediately, they lifted Luther and moved him

warlord, given to him by Cecelia

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

Luther's eyes remained tightly

frantic

You need to take care of yourself; you're

held onto Luther's hand tightly, unwilling to let

minute later, the warlord's

the ambulance. Joyce insisted on accompanying him to

here were mostly subordinates within the warlord's domain, and they promptly began a series of tests on Luther. Joyce also called