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.

lips with his hand, trying to stop what was

his mouth, seeping through his fingers. His hand, covered

the mirror, stunned for a

coughing

noises from inside

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

was stunned, her mind went blank, the blood's red color repeatedly

hands, and wiping the corners of his

up a bit of blood, everything else feels fine." Luther rinsed his mouth and managed to smile at

stared at Luther without saying a word. In fact, he was far from okay. His face was pale, now his lips were also pale, she had never

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

herself into his arms,

fine." Luther wanted to reach out and comfort her, but

blurred, afraid he

hold on, until he gradually collapsed on the floor. At that moment, his vision darkened, and he lost

if it had been hit by a hammer, making it difficult for her to breathe. Her belly was too big, preventing her from squatting

Someone, please help!" Joyce

in immediately, they lifted Luther and moved him

by Cecelia before she left. In case of any emergency at

close, shaking

remained tightly shut,

frantic

the ambulance is on its way. You need to take care of yourself; you're about to give birth, remember

she held onto Luther's hand tightly, unwilling to let

the warlord's

lifted Luther onto a stretcher and took him into the ambulance. Joyce insisted on accompanying him to

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