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?"

you don't feel

that, he had her lean against

her, "Okay, wet hair can cause headaches, especially when you wake

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

about her. It turns out she is also this willful, truly adorable. Sleeping in separate rooms was absolutely

off his outerwear, Luther pulled Joyce into bed with

He caressed her long hair, softly twirling his fingers,

feeling better now." Joyce nestled in his arms. "Your mother seems to have changed a lot, her whole

again. She should've seen through it all." Luther was indifferent. He didn't have much

whole time.

Luther raised an eyebrow. Wilson is simply

Shelly away first. If my mother left first, it would make things even more awkward, and

to deliberately conceal it, he wouldn't be my son. Your mother put in a lot of effort to be good to them. They don't

not bothered. I just felt a bit awkward."

give." Luther held Joyce even tighter. "Finally, after sending them all

want to talk about?" Joyce raised her head from Luther's

Luther suddenly asked, pointing in

didn't understand. "What's