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?

to sarcastically insult the woman in front of her,

was a kind of low profile that was greater than

the outburst before. Because of her, his champagne was spilled.

a delicate voice, “Luther, let me help you.” She took out

Luther at her convenience. Coincidentally,

slowly flowing down the stream, all the way to the bottom of the

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

a word. Her expression twisted. She knew it was Joyce

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

by that woman! Now, at last, the banquet was quite

should thank her for helping him get rid of

paper towel and wiped his hands, giving Joyce a sidelong glance. She looked refreshed. This

he was overthinking. Joyce was in a much more relaxed mood as she

out to take away her glass of