You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2016 What to do if you can't stand it?

Not long after Karl left, Joyce and Luther sat for a moment, during which Luther made a few phone calls.

Standing up, he walked to the nearby balcony and gave sinstructions.

Upon returning to the couch, Luther noticed a hint of melancholy on Joyce's face. He sat beside her, wrapping her in his arms and

asked, "I've noticed you've been uneasy these days. Are you still worried?"

"No. It's just that I'm nervous about the wedding," Joyce confessed.

"Nervous?" Luther didn't understand. "Worried something will go wrong?"

"No, just nervous about the wedding, too many people are coming. | don't like crowds and having to entertain everyone. It's all too

much," Joyce sighed, "That's why | didn't want a ceremony. Maybe | have a bit of social anxiety."

Luther was surprised. He never thought the fearless Joyce would be afraid of crowds and have social anxiety. She always preferred

to be alone. Her only close friend used to be Juanita, and later Vicki, with no other close female friends.

"Just this once, and never again," Joyce grumbled, still unhappy about the wedding.

Luther's face darkened, "Of course, only once. Who else would you have a wedding with?"

Joyce looked at him and pushed him playfully, "What are you talking about? Stop being ridiculous."

Luther almost got pushed off the couch. This woman had becquite strong.

Seeing her exert so much force, Joyce quickly grabbed his arm to pull him back.

In the back and forth, Luther lost his balance and accidentally ended up pinning Joyce on the couch.

The position was suggestive.

In the warmth of her embrace, Luther couldn't bear to let go. They had been too busy these days, and to prevent any mishaps,

they had been sleeping in separate rooms. It had been a while.

Now, with no one around, even a kiss or an embrace would relieve the tension.

Thinking this, he took action.

Leaning in, he kissed Joyce's lips.

Joyce quickly turned her head, pushing his shoulders and scolded, "This is the reception room. Someone could cin at any time.

Karl might cback soon. What are you doing? Let go of me."

"I know, just a little kiss. Nothing else. | wouldn't do anything else. I'm not that..."

Before he could finish, he kissed her firmly.

Joyce could only emit a muffled sound, unable to push him away.

Ignoring her protests, Luther deepened the kiss, causing her to eventually give in. Holding onto his shoulders to maintain a hint of

reason, she let herself go. But he held back. If not for the untimely cough, he might have lost control. Ever the gentleman, Luther

was relieved he didn't give in to his impulse.

"Ahem."

An uncomfortable cough interrupted the moment.

Luther quickly sat up, straightened his suit and tie, trying to maintain composure.

"Felix, you're here," he greeted.

Felix and Vicki both arrived, but Felix entered first. He had no idea he would walk in on such an intimate scene and hesitated

between leaving and interrupting them. He awkwardly stood in place.

After Vicki entered, she nonchalantly observed the scene with arms crossed, enjoying the sight.

Seeing Vicki's eager expression, Felix was exasperated. He didn't want her to witness anything too intimate. Their private life was

already uncontrolled, and he didn't want more external stimuli to affect them.

Joyce felt the pressure ease and quickly sat up. Compared to Luther's bold and nonchalant attitude, she appeared more restrained.

She wasn't as shameless as Luther.

Her cheeks were so red they could have dripped blood, and she was sweating. Her hair was a mess.

Luckily, her buttons were still done up.

Joyce hid behind Luther, discreetly smoothing her hair. She was too embarrassed to make eye contact.

Vicki teased, "Why not continue? | don't mind. Letsee how 'vigorous' Mr. Warner is."

Felix's face darkened. He wanted to cover Vicki's mouth to stop her frank remarks.

Joyce was even redder, and she pinched Luther, blaming him.

Luther dismissed it, "It's just a kiss. We're all adults here. What's the harm?"

With that, he grabbed Joyce's chin, turned her towards him, and kissed her passionately in front of Vicki and Felix.

Joyce was wide-eyed, shaking her head and trying to push him away.

Luther chuckled, "What's wrong with a little affection between husband and wife?"

"You're right, Luther," Felix laughed, "Vicki and | are also very affectionate.”

Felix then pulled Vicki closer.

Joyce, relieved that the heat on her face had faded slightly, approached Vicki and took her arm, "It's been a while, and your belly is

so big. Come, sit on the couch."

"No, I've been sitting all the way here. My back is killing me. | want to stand for a while," Vicki looked Joyce up and down, "You look

ion-i i ot have lacked any nourishment. Can | ask you a question? After giving

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always bringing up such matters. She not only thought about it all the

g face.

understand or are you really clueless? | mean, the... you know, how long

childbirth, there's a period when you can't, right? How long does it usually

disappear.

by her more than once.

twenty days."

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