You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 87

Joyce’s consciousness was completely gone.

In fact, she didn’t really hear what Luther asked her.

She felt her head was exploding, and by no means could she hear anything he said.

At this moment, all the past events seemed to be flashing back fast in her eyes.

All they had been through, the night she had lost her virginity for no reason, and all the misunderstandings Luther had about her.
God seemed to be joking with all her sufferings.

The guilt, the responsibility, and the loneliness were just too much and too hard to bear.
She hadn’t found Justin back.

She could not let go of her responsibility for him in her heart.

A line of tears slowly trickled down from the corner of her eyes.

The voice whispered indistinctly, “Justin, where the hell are you …”

Although her voice was very low and inaudible behind her, Luther still heard the word “Justin”
clearly.

It was like being poured over the head with a basin of ice water in the winter.

cold, and his desire gradually

damn Joyce, how could he forget, Joyce

clearly deeply in love

at this time, she could still

his senses completely and

doing? No more, he couldn’t be

at the last

he to her? He didn’t know what

Irritable, angry, depressed, cranky.

wanted to smash

felt very

literally find

on his suit pants while dialing Jamie, the family doctor, “Come and give Joyce a sedative, now, immediately, right now! You won’t see the

He calmed down.

been more than

and he should be responsible and should not be involved with Joyce

of responsibility still

body abruptly for a minute, and with her

which felt sharp and cool. She was so ruthless that she used the tip of the

one hand and propping her forehead with the other,

strong and inexplicable thirst from her body cooled down a few points. Luther finished the call and glanced