You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

At that moment, some more curious people gathered around. The more they gathered, the more people wanted to know their relationship.

Joyce said it slowly and clearly, word by word.
“!’m, Luther, Grandma’s …… “ she deliberately paused again, making a cliffhanger, “nurse!”

When Luther saw Joyce surrounded by people, he approached her with a frown and tried to take her away.

He didn’t expect to hear Joyce’s shocking words when he first came over.
Grandma’s nurse!

“puff He was holding back to not to laugh but failed. The champagne in his hand shook, spilling some on the back of his hand.

Grandma’s nanny. That was what Joyce thought.

Martha could never have dreamed of such a response.

It was clear that Joyce has lowered herself to a low profile, but she felt like a defeated peacock.
Did the nanny wear clothes that money can’t buy?

wanted to fight, but did it ina wrong way. Obviously, she wanted to sarcastically insult the woman in front of her, but couldn’t

of low profile that was

the outburst before. Because of her,

over to her and said in a delicate voice, “Luther, let me help you.” She took out a handkerchief

something Luther would have liked to avoid. Joyce, however, pushed Luther at her convenience.

flowing down the stream, all the way

took a step backward and her smile froze. She was embarrassed at the moment, holding her handkerchief.

Joyce suggested it with calm and collected face. Martha couldn’t say a word. Her expression twisted. She

Luther who poured the wine on her. she couldn’t even complain but clench

turned back and rushed to the dressing room. Damn it. Her image was all ruined by that woman! Now,

she thought he should thank her for helping

his hands, giving Joyce a sidelong glance. She looked refreshed. This woman was really tactful. How could she use him to kill two birds with one stone?

in a much more relaxed mood as she took one galss of the champagne, ready to take a

reaching out to take away