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?"

"It's okay if you don't feel like it,

that, he had her lean

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

hair before sleeping and 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

to do anything about her. It turns out she is also this willful, truly adorable. Sleeping in separate rooms

Luther pulled Joyce into bed

everyone coming and going today, I know you're tired, get some rest early." He caressed her long hair, softly twirling

just felt a bit drowsy for a while. I'm feeling better now." Joyce nestled

didn't have much of a relationship with his own mother, and everything he did now was just out of

a bit awkward today. Wilson didn't want your mother to hold him the whole time. I had to come up

Luther raised an eyebrow. Wilson is simply picky about

not good." Joyce shifted positions. "Fortunately, today, we sent your mother and Shelly away first. If my mother left first, it would make things even more

of effort to be good to

you're not bothered. I just felt a bit awkward."

even tighter. "Finally, after sending them

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

Luther suddenly asked, pointing in her

understand. "What's