You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1994: Did it end?

Night.

After Anderson and Alisha went back to their room to sleep, and settled in, finally free after a busy day.

Joyce and Luther went to the nursery to check on Wilson and Cullen again.

Wilson and Cullen may have been a little tired from playing during the day, and were both soundly asleep now. Their small bodies rose and fell with each breath, their rosy faces especially tender.

Luther kissed each of them on the cheek.

Then he and Joyce quietly left the room and closed the door.

With four children in the house, tending to each of them was indeed exhausting.

After bathing, Joyce lay on the big bed, not wanting to move.

Luther came out after his shower and saw Joyce lying on the bed, her hair not yet dry. He turned back to the bathroom, brought a towel, and sat on the edge of the bed. "Your hair isn't dry yet, why haven't you blow-dried it?"

"I don't feel like it." Joyce reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Can we just go to bed early?"

if you don't

had her lean

towel to gently dry her hair, and finally smoothing it for her, "Okay, wet hair can cause headaches, especially when you wake up the next

never had a headache. Don't believe these so-called expert opinions." Joyce rolled her eyes. "You've been getting more and more loquacious lately, with all these random rules. You're getting on my nerves, and I'm starting to be rebellious. If you

do anything about her. It turns out she is also this willful, truly adorable. Sleeping in separate rooms was absolutely not an option. He wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully without

Luther pulled

caressed her long hair,

I just felt a bit drowsy for a while. I'm feeling better now." Joyce nestled in his arms. "Your mother seems to have changed a lot, her whole

been through, and getting sick again. She should've seen through it all." Luther was indifferent. He didn't have much of a relationship with his

to hold him the whole time. I had to come up with an excuse, saying that Wilson was shy."

think it's normal. You should have been honest." Luther raised an eyebrow. Wilson is simply picky about people, no surprise he doesn't want to

mother and Shelly away first. If my mother left first, it would make things even more awkward, and Anderson's behavior wasn't

mother put in a lot of effort to be good to them. They don't want your mother to leave, it's Andres

as you're not bothered. I just felt a bit awkward." Joyce snuggled in

it. You get what you give." Luther held Joyce even tighter. "Finally, after sending them all away, can we talk about

about?" Joyce raised her

Luther suddenly asked, pointing

didn't understand. "What's