You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1902: A Man Needs to Be More Cautious

He felt despair in his heart, believing that no one would cto 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 outcshe 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 the 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 tyet. 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 tellyou

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 cin 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 | have something to take care of. | don't have tto

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, | 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.

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

"Thank you, Mom. If, and | say if, we get delayed. Anderson is still under Aaron and the warlord's protection. | 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. | plan to cand 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 | 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. | 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. | 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 cback."

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, | 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 scomposure.

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

Luther felt puzzled, "What's wrong? Did | 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. Chearly 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."

Joyce, "..."

Luther, "..."

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

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