You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1995

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.

the shower, he was indeed more

shower, she laid in his embrace, breathing in his scent, and

until one in

up, Luther was

long hair, and went to the bathroom to freshen up. She didn't feel it last night, but now her body was sore;

Master, you're

it was already this late. Everyone would probably know what had happened

her throat, Joyce said,

had meant to say she wasn't hungry and would just have some porridge, to appear as if she had woken up at a normal time, but she was actually starving. Mrs. Hurley nodded without further inquiry,

she turned to attend

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. Looking around, Joyce

"Mr. Warner left home

then I'll go check on Wilson and

care of them," Mrs. Brown

phone. It was

usual in the morning. The house was suddenly much quieter. In the dining room,

Mrs. Hurley quietly left, leaving Joyce

was famished. After devouring a few mouthfuls, she

she ate, she

few rings,

8 in the

softly on the other end, asked, "Are

grunted, continuing to eat. "You still haven't

to choke," Luther said, trying to placate her. "You were sleeping

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