You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1791: Hearts United, Yet Divided

At 5 a. m., Joyce was released from medical observation and transferred to the top-level VIP ward, adjacent to Anderson and

Alisha's rooms.

Inside the ward, Luther held Anderson, allowing him to rest his head on his shoulder for a while. Luther himself closed his eyes,

although he wasn't asleep. So when he heard scommotion from the neighboring room, he immediately opened his eyes,

knowing it must be Joyce.

He stood up, intending to lay Anderson back on the bed. But as soon as he moved, Anderson woke up. After all, having

experienced the explosion, Anderson's mind was on high alert, making it impossible for him to sleep peacefully.

Opening his drowsy eyes, Anderson asked, "Did Mommy come?"

Luther decided to pick Anderson up again and replied, "Hmm, Mommy should have been taken to the room next door. Shall we go

see her together?"

"Okay," Anderson nodded vigorously, instantly wide awake.

Opening the door, Luther saw Darrin standing outside the neighboring room as well. Upon seeing Luther, Darrin said, "The boss has

passed the critical period and was just transferred to the ward. It seems like she hasn't woken up yet."

Luther nodded and carried Anderson into the room. The lights inside the room illuminated everything with great clarity. Joyce was

lying on the hospital bed, her beautiful eyes tightly closed.

She seemed to have lost a lot of blood, her face pale and almost transparent. Her usually vibrant lips now had a tinge of blue.

Luther felt a pang of heartache, and Anderson slipped from Luther's embrace, running to Joyce's side and tightly holding her hand.

As he felt a trace of warmth, he felt a little reassured.

Luther approached Joyce, gently brushing his hand over her forehead, which was slightly damp from sweat. Then, he traced her

cheek, following the perfect contour of her nose, all the way down, repeatedly caressing her lips. He couldn't bear to see her suffer

so much.

It had been so long since he could peacefully accompany her by her side.

In reality, it hadn't been that long, but the agony and anxiety made it feel like centuries. Now, finally being able to be with her,

reunited with their family, he felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Her lips were a little cold, so he propped himself up and couldn't help but lean closer to her.

Bowing his head, he couldn't resist pressing his lips against hers, wanting to share his warmth with her. He even ignored Anderson,

who was also present in the room.

There was no need to hide anything because as much as he loved her, he felt equally heartbroken at this moment.

He kissed her gently, feeling her lips gradually warming up.

Coincidentally, Reuben passed by the doorway of the ward. He had intended to go in and see how Joyce was doing. However, when

he witnessed the scene before him, he stopped in his tracks, feeling somewhat awkward.

After all, it was the first the had stumbled upon Joyce and Luther being intimate.

Darrin, seemingly unfazed, didn't even bother shifting his gaze in that direction.

Reuben cleared his throat, feeling uncomfortable, and stepped back, looking at Darrin with extremely uneasy eyes. "I'll go check on

Alisha next door."

In the end, others had found their other halves and their children were happy. For him, it was only blessings.

Even though he felt unsettled in his heart, he still went to Alisha's room.

Darrin remained at the door, now that the immediate crisis was temporarily resolved. His nervous heart eased slightly as he leaned

against the wall, closing his eyes for a moment of rest.

Inside the ward, Luther continued to brush his lips against Joyce's, reluctant to leave, as only in this way could he truly feel her

presence.

Joyce was awakened by Luther's kiss.

She suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, gradually gaining focus, and finally saw the magnified handsface before her-it was

him. It was him, the one she had longed for in her heart, finally back by her side.

Luther had his eyes closed, still kissing her, unaware that she had actually woken up. She had been gazing at him affectionately all

along. It wasn't until she wrapped her arms around him that he realized she was awake!

He quickly pulled away from her lips.

Caught in the act, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his handsface. Had he been too impatient?

"You're awake?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yeah," Joyce replied softly.

Luther's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. "How long have you been awake?"

Joyce smiled faintly without answering.

But it was Anderson who couldn't contain his laughter and exposed the truth, saying, "Mommy has been awake for a long time.

She's been watchingyou."

Luther was taken aback and gave Anderson a stern look. The kid didn't even bother to remind him.

"What about Alisha? How is she?" Joyce was most concerned about Alisha.

"She's still asleep. Her chest wound has been treated, so it shouldn't get infected," Luther replied.

Joyce nodded and reached out to touch Luther's handsprofile and sexy jawline. She felt sorry for him. "You've lost so much

weight. You've worked hard during this period."

Luther took a deep breath, moved by her words. "It's you who has suffered more. It's my fault for making you endure. Especially

after what happened last night, you were right. And don't blAlisha either. She's still young and doesn't understand. She's

innocent. We owe her."

Joyce nodded. "Yeah, | understand from the beginning. | knew you must have had your reasons. | don't blyou, especially after

what happened last night. You were right. And don't blAlisha either. She's still young and doesn't understand. She's innocent.

We owe her."

Luther nodded. "Yeah, | was too impatient. | knew | hadn't gained Alisha's complete trust yet. The timing wasn't right, but | couldn't

wait any longer, not even a single day. | didn't have the time..."

Suddenly, Joyce covered his lips with her hand and shook her head. "Don't say it. It won't happen. | will never let that happen.”

She smiled mischievously. "You're the one who provoked me. You can't expect to get away fromin this lifetime. | won't let you

have your way."

Luther's lips trembled slightly, and he held her hand, repeatedly kissing her palm.

Such a good wife, what more could he ask for?

Anderson, too, held Joyce's other hand. Such a good mommy, she was his lifelong fortune.

Joyce looked at Anderson tenderly and asked, "How did Anderson end up here? Did you bring him? Why didn't you let him rest

properly and worry aboutinstead?"

Luther was momentarily stunned, contemplating whether to tell Joyce the truth later, so as not to overwhelm her right after waking

up. After all, Vicki's life was still uncertain.

Anderson chimed in, "Of course, | had to come. | couldn't wait to see Mommy and my little sister. None of you can leave me

behind."

Joyce smiled softly. "Okay, we're finally reunited as a family."

As she spoke, a sudden unease struck her. Yes, they were physically together, but their hearts were not united. How could she

forget the resentment in Alisha's eyes when she stabbed her last night? The hatred was real, bone-deep! What should she do to

make Alisha recognize her?

Just then, Darrin appeared at the door and knocked on the side. "Boss, Mr. Warner, Alisha has awakened."

Luther and Joyce exchanged a glance upon hearing the news.

Alisha had woken up. How was her current state of mind?

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