You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1672: I'D Rather Die

Chapter 1672: I'd Rather Die

Suddenly, she let out a scream.

It was Luther who had finally come to his senses and pushed her away.He flipped her wheelchair directly, and his handsome face couldn't hidethe look of disgust. He brushed off his sleeves, wishing he could justtake them off and throw them in the trash.

Athena was completely overturned, her wheelchair crooked on thesmooth marble floor, and she lay awkwardly on the ground.

When she landed, her shoulder hit the ground, the arm that Joyce hadhit her. The wound reopened at this moment.

Fresh red blood instantly soaked her light-colored princess dress,revealing a hideous appearance.

The pain made her unable to hold back her expression, and shebecame distorted.

However, Luther's next words were the most lethal blow to her, as ifpushing her straight into hell, never to be able to turn over again."Together with you? Ha." Luther sneered, his eyes like ice, cold to thebottom of his heart.

He said each word clearly, "I'd rather die."

He turned around and wanted to leave. Rather than waste time talkingto her here, he would rather use all his abilities to replace Iris. As long asshe was in Pascaylia, on Khebury's turf, he didn't believe he couldn'treplace a trace of her.

What Athena could do, why couldn't he?

"Brother Luther.”

Athena never expected to face such a life-and-death decision. Lutherdidn't hesitate to choose death over being with her, which was a hugeblow to her.

She struggled to rush forward and hugged his leg, "Why? Why don'tyou even care about your own life? What's so good about Joyce? Isshe worth it? Am I not as good as her? Am I not as beautiful as her?Am I not as capable as her? I have all these things!"

She couldn't understand. She had a powerful background, withorganizational strength no less than that of a warlord.

She was pretty and universally recognized. When men saw her, theireyes couldn't move away.

Luther stopped in his tracks.

He turned back and looked down at her, his voice cold and withoutwarmth, "Don't compare yourself to her, are you even worthy? You can'teven compare to one of her toes. What's the use of being pretty if yoursoul is ugly? I advise you to accept psychiatric treatment.”

"Do you really not want the antidote?"

Athena persisted, still holding onto him, almost begging him.

"You will die without the antidote.”

Of course, everything she had done wasn't to see him die. She hadn'tgotten him yet, how could he die?

Luther kicked her down to the ground, his chest filled with anger. Thepain in her shoulder was unbearable, but she couldn't feel it anymore.Even the pain stimulated her madness at the moment.

The black-clothed people around her came forward, and two of themhelped her back into the wheelchair.

After her anger subsided, Athena's emotions had calmed down. Shestraightened her clothes, smoothed her sleeves, and touched her longearrings. The twisted expression was replaced by an evil and sinistersmile.

Luther had already walked to the door, and he was about to push itopen.

A clear voice came from behind, "Brother Luther, don't be in a hurry toleave. You can spare your life, but can you ignore Iris's life?"

She clapped her hands, "Open the curtain and let him see."

She turned to the black-clothed people and ordered, “Yes, Miss."Luther froze. Could it be?

When he turned around, the huge curtain in the main hall slowly rose,connected to a room next door, which was almost transparent,surrounded by explosion-proof glass. As the curtain rose, the insidegradually revealed itself.

He held his breath, vaguely knowing what was inside.

His heartbeat accelerated.

Inside the huge glass room, there was a soft carpet on the floor, and achildren’s bed in a dreamy pink color. All kinds of toys were placedeverywhere.

Looking from afar, a little girl was sitting on the ground, playing with astuffed toy.

She had her back turned, and from behind, she looked like a soft andadorable ball. She was extremely cute.

Luther's heart stirred, almost blurting out, "Iris!"

He rushed forward two or three steps, running to the glass partition andshouting loudly, "Iris, Iris."

At this moment, Iris happened to be playing with her toys and turnedaround.

She was very beautiful, carved from pink jade, with big eyes, blackpupils that seemed to reflect the image of a person, and every featurewas very delicate. She was like a replica of him.

Almost at a glance, he knew that this was his daughter. She looked somuch like him.

All kinds of emotions rushed up in his heart, histhroat even felt hoarse.This was great, Iris was still alive. He thought he would never have adaughter again, but he never expected Iris to be the greatest gift fromheaven. He thought Iris had disappeared, but after four years hereceived such good news.

His long-standing guilt and debt were finally resolved at this moment.Iris moved over, and she was still alive.

How joyful Joyce would be if she knew? How excited would Andersonbe if he knew?

He tried to reach out and hug Iris, but unfortunately, there was a glasspartition between them.

However, Iris did not run towards him, but towards Athena. Althoughseparated by glass, he could see Iris's mouth clearly. She shouted,"Mommy, mommy!"

Luther almost turned to stone.

Iris called Athena mommy!

Athena looked at Luther triumphantly, "You see, Iris is so cute. I reallylike her. I will treat her as my own daughter. The three of us together,do we not look like a family of three?"

She climbed onto his arm again, "Brother Luther, we are a family. Fromnow on, the three of us will never be separated, okay?"