You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1679: The Feeling Of Being Above

Chapter 1679: The Feeling of Being Above

After dealing with the affairs of the group, Luther drove to the seasidevilla where Athena was staying.

According to their arrangement, today Athena would let him see Iris.He needed to figure out the whole situation. Before making anydecisions, he couldn't act rashly.

Athena dared to openly threaten him because she definitely had abackup plan.

Any careless move from him could result in Iris losing her life, and thatwas something he absolutely couldn't allow.

He drove quickly and parked the car at the seaside villa. Arriving in thedaytime felt different from arriving at night. The surroundings lookedwell-maintained and exquisite compared to the abandoned state of theother villas. This place didn't appear dilapidated.

Athena had always been a woman who pursued a refined lifestyle,even since she was a child. This could be seen from her dressing,eating, and living habits.

Luther took out the items Athena requested from the car, two sets ofsatellite systems. He didn't know what Athena wanted to do with thesethings, but it definitely wasn't for anything good. However, for the sakeof Iris, he would fulfill her requests to this extent. Now, the mostimportant thing was seeing Iris.

He walked in and threw the boxes he brought onto the ground, kickingthem with his foot. "Here are the things you wanted."

Athena was dressed in all white today, with a black ribbon tied aroundher hairline. She had no other decorations on her body. This aestheticsense wasn't in line with Pascaylia's taste. This kind of dressing wasusually done for funerals. But in Rohomes, it was considered festiveattire.

Luther furrowed his brows. Athena grew up in Pascaylia, but she didn'thave a trace of Pascaylia's culture in her.

Athena signaled to the black-clad person beside her, and the personimmediately took away the two boxes.

Athena pushed her wheelchair to Luther's side. She was about to leanagainst him, but Luther discreetly avoided her.

Athena's face immediately darkened. "Brother Luther, what do youmean? Don't you want to see Iris? Didn't we agree last night that youwould try to accept me? You come here today and give me thisattitude?"

Luther clenched his fists, enduring and enduring. "I also said that Ineed time."

He stood still, not moving.

Athena approached again. "Brother Luther, can you sit with me for awhile? Let's talk. I'll call someone to bring Iris over."

Luther patiently sat down on the sofa. He surveyed the surroundings,silently memorizing the structure of the house, noting the number ofdoors, windows, and any suspicious hidden entrances.

From his observation, the interior structure of the house seemedsmaller than the exterior structure, indicating that there must be hiddenspaces inside. Apart from the special glass room where Iris was, thereshould be other hidden rooms.

He contemplated how to rescue Iris.

Even if he didn't care about his own life, how could he disregard Iris'ssafety?

Athena pulled Luther's arm, putting on a pitiful look.

"Brother Luther, look, I can't walk because of you. It was all because ofyou that I ended up like this. Can you carry me to the sofa? I want to sitwith you for a while." Athena's voice sounded sweet and spoiled.Luther felt a wave of disgust. “Let your personal bodyguard do it.""Brother Luther, you promised me," Athena raised her voice, and herdelicate face twisted up. "I want you to carry me."

Luther glanced at her, knowing that if he didn't fulfill her request, hemight not see Iris today.

He had no choice but to endure.

He stood up and roughly lifted Athena from her wheelchair, tossing heronto the sofa, showing no hint of tenderness.

Athena's back hit the back of the sofa, and it hit her injured shoulder. Ithurt so much that she clenched her teeth and almost shed tears, but inthe end, she held back. It didn't matter; she had time to slowly deal withit. At least for now, Luther had to listen to her every word. This was agood start.

She brushed her injured shoulder and thought about the pain shewould inflict on Joyce, the woman who had caused her so muchsuffering. How dare she hurt her? Athena would make sure Joyceexperienced a hundred times the pain.

The first step was to snatch Luther away from her.

Luther sat down on a spot away from Athena, his face cold. "When canI see Iris?"

Athena moved closer to him. "Don't be in such a hurry. Have some teaand chat for a while. I'll call someone to bring Iris over."

She skewered a piece of dragon fruit with a fruit fork, thinking offeeding it to Luther.

Luther raised his hand to stop her. “I don't eat that."

He thought to himself that he definitely couldn't eat anything from her.Athena withdrew her hand and ate it herself. "If you don't eat dragonfruit, don't worry, I won't harm you. Brother Luther, I love you so muchthat I can't contain it."

She chewed on the dragon fruit, swallowing it, deliberately making aseductive gesture in front of him.

Luther's body tensed up, almost wanting to vomit.

Athena thought that he didn't avoid her and was willing to accept her.She became bolder, after ten years, he was finally by her side, soclose. She could reach out and touch him.

His handsome contours, his arched eyebrows, his perfectly straightnose, and his sexy lips.

She looked at him greedily, almost going crazy. She wanted to kiss him,to possess him madly.

She leaned closer, her red lips getting closer, wanting to offer him herkiss.

However, Luther suddenly stood up.

She missed, falling awkwardly on the sofa.

Luther's frosty eyes stared at Athena. "My patience has limits. You cantry if you want. Before I lose my cool, let me see Iris."

Athena stood up straight, and the powerful coldness emanating fromhim intimidated her. She had always been afraid of him sincechildhood. Only he could give her this feeling of being above others. Infront of him, she never dared to be presumptuous.

Even a single glance from him could make her heart tremble, palpitate,and flutter.

She approached him again, wanting to be close to him, soft and small,really appearing in front of him without the bulletproof glass.

His thin lips trembled with excitement. This was his and Joyce'sdaughter, their daughter, standing right in front of him, alive and real.