You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 11

Joyce dragged her trolley case, panting as she climbed the hill, looking down at her phone’s location every now and then.

No. 1 Sophora Street.

She didn’t realize that Luther’s house was halfway up the hill, and most importantly, there was no bus that could take her there!

Rich people really do like to live in the mountains.
She was literally walking on two broken legs.
She should have let his driver pick it up.

After quite some hard work, she climbed halfway up the mountain, and finally, she saw the mansion gate, which was surprisingly at the end of the road. Did he just own all the rest of the mountain?

When the big iron door slowly opened, Joyce was dumbfounded.
Inside, boulevards, neat lawns, shaped flowers, and fountain sculptures stretch on and on.

Very far away! An imposing golden European-style building stood on the hillside, shining dazzlingly in the setting sunlight.

Infinity, that’s about it.

Joyce was almost crawling when she finally reached the door of the main house.

columns in

contempt and disdain in his eyes. She knew she

Mr. Arnold into

imagination – crystal chandeliers more than ten meters high, and

walked a noblewoman, with

was wearing white sneakers, an apparently cheap t-shirt, and dragging

her to the house? As they speak, another person ran down the stairs and was surprised

is it? You are the wife of my

this kind of person be my sister-in-law? I don’t want it! I

lived. They both lived in the penthouse, one of the busiest places downtown, and tonight they were here all

her college class, and she knew

she know that Shelly would be Luther’s

of her sophomore year, she skipped a year to get into their

Professor Owens to enter the automotive design

get in

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