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.

with his hand, trying to stop what

liquid kept coming out of his mouth, seeping through his fingers. His

himself in the mirror, stunned for

coughing

noises from inside and

into the bathroom, Luther couldn't stop her in time. She saw his hands

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

and wiping the corners of his lips. The pool of water in the sink diluted the red blood, adding to the

feels fine." Luther

from okay. His face was pale, now his lips were also

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

anything, suddenly throwing herself into his arms, her

and comfort her, but suddenly, the dizziness in front of his

vision blurred, afraid he would drag

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,

heart felt as if it had been hit by a hammer, making it difficult for her to breathe. Her belly was too big, preventing her from squatting down. Peering down the sink, she saw his beautiful eyes tightly

please help!" Joyce

and security rushed in immediately, they lifted Luther and moved

the emergency contact of the warlord, given to him by Cecelia before she left. In case of any emergency at home,

holding Luther close, shaking him constantly, "Wake

eyes remained tightly shut,

frantic but

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

Luther's hand tightly, unwilling

minute later, the warlord's

the ambulance. Joyce insisted on accompanying him

within the warlord's domain, and they promptly began a series of tests on