You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1632: Remembered

Chapter 1632: Remembered

At Rose Court Apartment, Joyce knew very well that Luther had nogood intentions when he dragged her back home. She even suspectedthat he deliberately sent Anderson away with Cecelia, intending to havesome fun at the military manor. With no one to disturb them, he didexactly as he pleased.

This man, who would get jealous over the smallest things, proclaimedhis sovereignty over her. He did exactly what he said he would dobefore he left in the morning. At this moment, Joyce felt exhausted, herclothes half off but not completely removed, fulfilling his desiredaesthetic. She felt like she never wanted to wear this outfit again. Shefelt like a plaything. Every time she wore it, he would lose control.Luther propped his chin with one hand, while the other buttoned up herclothes. Joyce planned to get up, but she stopped him, "I'm going tochange. Don't button them up.”

"No rush, wait a bit longer.” His long fingers brushed her cheek, feelingher flushed skin due to heat, thin sweat, sticky on his fingertips.

“Let's rest a bit first." He smirked mischievously at her. Joyceimmediately clutched the collar of her dress, glaring defensively at him,"What are you planning now?"

"What do you think?" He laughed at her. Did she not know hispreferences? How could that be possible?

Joyce was instantly furious, "Are you insane? Did the doctor allow youto indulge like this? Or did the doctor say I can be so unrestrained?"

It is often said that men are most likely to cheat when their partners arepregnant, perhaps due to the inconvenience. Men have an innate needthat leads to frequent affairs. However, after her pregnancy, she feltthat he was no different than usual, even more relentless, without anyhesitation.

Luther grinned shamelessly, nodding, "Hmm, I asked several doctors.They all said that since you were a sharpshooting athlete, your physicalfoundation is particularly good. Your lower body is stable, so they allsuggested that I should continue as before, no need for specialattention. Plus, appropriate “exercise’ helps fetal development andregulates your hormones."

"What! You actually asked around!" Joyce was shocked, feeling like shewas about to die. Her face was entirely lost by him.

How many doctors did he ask? She almost screamed.

“Basically, I asked all the ones I know." Luther said shamelessly, "Don'tworry, it's fine."

"You!" Joyce was so angry that she saw stars. The doctors at theMilitary Hospital and the military manor were from the same system.She raised her hand, intending to slap that hateful handsome face.

Of course, she wouldn't really dare to hit him. She just wanted to scarehim, to vent her anger.

Luther laughed, holding her fingers, teasing, "See, after two rounds,you're still so energetic. I think you don't need to rest, let's continue.”"Get lost!" She was so angry that her lips were trembling. Butunfortunately, this shameless man was already pressing down on heragain.

If it weren't for his abdominal injury, she would have kicked him away.But she couldn't bear to hurt him, so she gave up struggling. Watchinghim unbutton her clothes one by one.

She was speechless, "If you're going to unbutton them, why did youbutton them up just now?"

He was panting heavier, "Stupid, I buttoned them up, so I can unbuttonthem later."

Joyce, "..."

This time, they fooled around until the afternoon. Joyce was exhaustedand took a nap. When she woke up, it was almost dark.

She got up abruptly, pushing the still sleeping Luther, "Hurry up, it'salready past five. We agreed to have dinner at the military manor at six,we're definitely going to be late."

Luther, hugging her waist, mumbled, "What's the rush? They're allfamily. What's the difference if we're a bit early or late? Just make a calland tell them we'll be half an hour late.”

“I never arrive late, what excuse would I use?" Joyce ruffled her messylong hair, feeling sticky all over, all thanks to him.

“The reason is simple. Just say we came back and took a nap." Lutherturned over and wanted to sleep a bit more.

Joyce, hearing this, was so angry that she picked up a pillow andstarted hitting him in the back of his head.

Sleep? Tell her parents they came back to sleep? He really dared tothink of that!

"Sleep your head!"

Luther held the pillow, sat up, and coaxed in a soft voice, "What'swrong? Why are you angry? I meant a normal nap, a siesta. What wereyou thinking?"

Joyce was even more irritated, “Do youthink others can't guess whatwe were doing? Never mind, you make the call. I don't have the nerveto do it. I'm going to take a shower.”

Luther put down the pillow, "Alright, I'll make the call.”

He got up and made a call to Cecelia, saying they would be half anhour late.

Then, he also went to take a shower.

Feeling especially satisfied today and having slept a while, he looked athimself in the mirror. His reflection was radiant, his complexion good.Suddenly, he felt a warmth in his ear.

When he touched it, it was blood. There was blood coming out of hisear!

Staring at the red smear on his long finger and palm, he wasdumbfounded. These past few days, he hadn't had any nosebleeds. Sohe gradually relaxed his vigilance, thinking the previous nosebleedswere because he was overthinking.

But now, mysteriously, there was blood coming from his ear. Perhaps itwas because he was too vigorous just now, his emotional fluctuationswere rather large, once again stimulating the toxins in his body?Bleeding from the seven orifices was always a bad omen.

Picking up his phone, he dialed Dr. Jacobs, a leading figure in MufronBiopharmaceuticals.

"Professor, we agreed to send a team of pharmaceutical researchers tome. How is that progressing?"

Dr. Jacobs replied, "Mr. Warner, rest assured, the candidates havebeen selected, they will all be sent to Khebury, your headquarters, nextweek."

"Good, thank you."

After hanging up, Luther cleaned up the blood stain with a tissue.

The blood-stained tissue was thrown into the toilet.

Just as Joyce burst into the bathroom, irritated, "Luther, what are youdawdling in the bathroom for? We're running late!"

Luther was startled and quickly flushed the toilet.

The red tissue spun around a few times before being flushed down.That was close, Joyce almost saw it.

He straightened up, acting as if nothing happened, "Oh, I suddenlyremembered something important and made a call. We can leave now."Joyce squinted suspiciously at him.

Just now, she thought she glimpsed an unusual color in the toilet, but itwas too quick for her to see clearly.

She felt that the man in front of her was suspicious, as if he was hidingsomething from her.

She kept this in mind.