You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1902: A Man Needs To Be More Cautious

Chapter 1902: A Man Needs to Be More Cautious

He felt despair in his heart, believing that no one would come to save him. His mother had died, and his

father wasn't really his father. In this world, what did he have left? No one liked him; in everyone's eyes,

he was nothing. If someone had to die, he might as well be the one, then everyone would be happy.

Athena's expression darkened.

She never expected that such a young boy would know how to sacrifice for others. This wasn't the

outcome she wanted to see. She hoped to see them fighting each other, wanting to kill each other.

Suddenly, she was consumed by rage. She kicked Westbrook fiercely in the head. Westbrook couldn't

bear it; his small head slammed heavily against the wall, blood flowing instantly.

Athena went mad, "Good. Let you die! Die!"

She stepped forward to kick again. Westbrook, who had already fallen, showed no reaction, lying

lifeless on the ground.

Kiki was terrified. Westbrook was lying on top of her, and every time he was kicked, the vibrations

made her shiver. Blood dripped from Westbrook's forehead onto her body. She dared not faint, keeping

her eyes wide open.

At that moment, Aldis walked in.

Seeing Athena's madness, he frowned. He pulled Athena back forcefully.

"It's not time yet. Don't ruin His Highness's grand plan," Aldis almost warned, his sharp gaze carrying

an unknown meaning. He glanced at the child lying on the ground. "I thought your purpose in doing this

was to obtain the real blueprint. Don't tell me you have other intentions."

Athena took a deep breath, calming herself down. Yes, she had deceived Aldis, getting him to help her

kidnap the child, not really for the blueprint, but for herself.

Now she was in a passive position, almost being choked by Clint, and she couldn't get the support of

the Ballard family.

"Aldis, go outside. You're not needed here. When they come in later, you know what to do."

Aldis didn't respond, turning and leaving.

Kiki held onto Westbrook's clothes tightly. He was still alive, just unconscious. She was extremely afraid

but dared not make a sound. She pulled Westbrook back with all her strength until they were both

huddled in a corner. She bravely kept others away.

Athena sneered at Kiki, "I'll deal with you later."

Even a child dared to resist her. If they weren't still useful, she really wanted to take her anger out on

them right now.

Having said that, she left in frustration.

On the other side, Joyce made a call to Cecelia from the car. She felt it was important and needed to

inform her mother.

After the call connected, Joyce hesitated before saying, "Mom, Luther and I have something to take

care of. I don't have time to explain the details, but you should know that OGW has been a potential

threat ever since we returned to Khebury. Today, we have to put an end to this. So, I just wanted to let

you know. Don't worry too much, I'll be careful."

Cecelia was silent for a moment and then asked, "I've been counting the days, your belly should be

quite big now, right?"

"Yes. It's a bit inconvenient to move, but it's manageable," Joyce didn't hide anything.

"I think you must go. There must be a reason. Anyway, I support you," Cecelia said softly.

"Thank you, Mom. If, and I say if, we get delayed. Anderson is still under Aaron and the warlord's

protection. I hope you can look after him," Joyce knew that saying this had a hint of parting to it. But it

was something she had to address.

"Joyce, actually..." Cecelia paused, "I'm on my way to Khebury. I'm sorry for not letting you know

beforehand. I've been uneasy since Darrin left. I plan to come and take care of you for a while. I'm

almost there. You can rest assured, I'll take good care of Anderson."

Joyce widened her clear eyes and glanced at Luther. Cecelia was almost at Khebury?

Luther nodded slightly and spoke into the phone, "Mom, I'll do everything I can to ensure their safety.

Please rest assured."

"Alright. Take care of yourself too. For me, you are all the most important," Cecelia said solemnly. "I

wish you all the best."

"Mom, thank you. I won't say more."

As Joyce was about to hang up, Luther suddenly added, "Mom, it's been a while since I've had your

cooking. I really want to eat it. Please prepare a meal, and let's have a good get-together tonight."

Cecelia laughed, "Sure, I'll wait for you to come back."

After hanging up the phone, Joyce discreetly glanced at Luther. What he had just said gave her

confidence. Maybe it was due to her pregnancy making her more thoughtful, but this time, she didn't

feel as fearful as before.

Luther noticed and held Joyce's hand tightly, "Trust me, we'll handle it."

Joyce nodded.

Vicki leaned against the car's interior, resting her eyes. She hadn't slept the previous night, and in order

to stay alert, she used every available moment to rest, as was her usual practice.

She opened her eyes and looked at Joyce and Luther holding hands in front of her.

She suddenly chuckled, "Alright, enough with the lovey-dovey. There's someone else here. Dealing

with a desperate and insane dog, why be so cautious?"

Joyce withdrew her hand, feeling a bit awkward, "Vicki, you narrowly escaped death just now. Now

you're involved again, I can't help but feel sorry for you."

"Don't say these useless words," Vicki scoffed. "Why are you becoming more and more long-winded?

Have you been infected by Felix?"

Joyce hesitated.

Seeing Vicki's nonchalant demeanor, Joyce regained some composure.

At that moment, Vicki opened her eyes and stared at Luther.

Luther felt puzzled, "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

Joyce also found it strange. Why was Vicki looking at Luther like that?

Vicki pursed her lips, "It's a sin for a man to be too good-looking. Look at you, what's the point of being

so handsome? Stirring up trouble everywhere. You caused problems when you were young, and you

still haven't resolved them. There was that person, An Yunxi, who thankfully is dead. From now on,

when you go out, wear a mask to cover your trouble-making face. Stay away from other women, avoid

nightclubs, and reduce socializing. Come home early to be with your wife and children."

Luther, "..."

Was it his fault for being handsome?

Vicki then glared at Joyce, "And you, watch out for men. Otherwise, you're just asking for trouble." Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Joyce, "..."

Luther, "..."

After much deliberation, Joyce weakly said, "Mr. Saunders is also very handsome..."