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

his fingers. His hand,

stared at himself in the mirror, stunned

coughing up

some unusual noises from inside and hurried over, despite being heavily

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

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

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

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

In fact, he was far from okay. His face was pale, now his lips were also pale, she had never seen him look so haggard. She

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

herself into his arms, her delicate body trembling

and comfort her, but suddenly, the dizziness in

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

supported himself by the sink, struggling 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,

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

Someone, please help!"

they lifted Luther and moved him to the couch

the emergency contact of the warlord, given to him by Cecelia before she left.

on the couch, holding Luther close, shaking him constantly, "Wake up, don't

eyes remained tightly shut,

was frantic

its way. You need to take care of yourself;

onto Luther's hand

the warlord's paramedics

the ambulance. Joyce insisted on accompanying him

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