You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1995: Try on the Wedding Dress

After a long while, Joyce, exhausted and weary, lay in Luther's embrace, her voice barely audible.

"I've been tired for a while now. You wouldn't let me sleep..."

Luther held her tighter. "Hush, it's time to sleep."

"It's too hot right now, I can't sleep," Joyce complained. "How could I forget I haven't recovered from childbirth yet, even in the heat of the moment?"

Luther remained silent.

"I didn't even leave the house today," Joyce, both tired and sleepy, continued to vent. "I couldn't go out, but I could do that... isn't that more tiring than going out? You are being hypocritical. You have different standards for me and yourself."

Luther, feeling completely at ease now, having finally released all his pent-up energy, didn't mind her complaints. He just listened.

Frowning, Joyce muttered, "I don't care, starting tomorrow, I'm going back to work."

Suddenly, Luther rolled over and held her down. "Do you still have energy left? Or would you like to go one more round?" he teased, leaning in to kiss her.

Surprised, Joyce quickly pushed him away and sat up. "Are you crazy? I need to take a shower. It's almost three o'clock now, if I don't go to sleep, it'll be daylight soon." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Did he not realize what they had just done? Did he see her as just that?

Luther lifted her from the bed. "I'll take a shower with you. Don't worry, I won't do anything. Just a shower, I promise."

He was just teasing her, covering her mouth. There was no way they would do it again. He was always considerate of her body. Otherwise, he would have already devoured her whole. Joyce didn't complain further.

shower, he was

after the shower, she laid in his

one

woke up,

and went to the bathroom to freshen up. She didn't feel it last night, but now her body was sore; it had been a while since she had been active.

"Young Master, you're awake. What would you like to eat? Breakfast

this late. Everyone would probably know what had

her throat, Joyce said,

she wasn't hungry and would just have some porridge, to appear as if she had woken up at a normal

to attend to

greeted Joyce, "Madam, you're up. We had guests last night, and it must have been tiring for you." Joyce forced a smile, and Mrs. Hurley, being tactful, didn't ask further questions. Mrs. Brown was straightforward and had no hidden agenda.

quickly added, "Mr. Warner left home

"I'll have lunch first, then I'll go check on

care of them," Mrs. Brown said before smiling and heading towards the baby room to

and checked her phone. It was already

and Alisha had gone to school as usual in the morning. The house was suddenly much quieter. In the dining room, Mrs. Hurley had

quietly left, leaving Joyce to

a few mouthfuls, she finally felt some relief in

she ate, she called

few rings,

the group before 8 in the

the other end, asked, "Are you

grunted, continuing to eat.

eating, be careful not to choke," Luther said, trying to placate her. "You were sleeping so soundly; how could I bear