You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 1269

He subconsciously yanked Joyce back, "It's late today, everyone is tired, rest early."

Joyce broke away from Luther and gave him a slight glare, she still wanted to talk to her mother for a few minutes. Besides, it wasn't impossible for her to stay with Cecelia.

"Go back, Joyce, and get some rest for the next two days." Cecelia patted Joyce's shoulder, "Go ahead."

"All right. Call me if you need anything."

Joyce waved her hand reluctantly.

After getting into Luther's car, she reclined in her seat.

The road in the suburbs, there is no street light, the surrounding area is dark, only car lights to light up the front.

Luther drove on, glancing now and then at Joyce beside him, who looked tired.

It was only when things were over and quiet that Joyce felt a sudden loosening of the taut strings of her entire being. Instead of feeling relaxed, she felt her limbs begin to ache.

Luther held the steering wheel with one hand and reached out with the other, leaning her shoulder against his.

"Tired? Lean on me for a nap? You can be home in an hour."

"Mmm." Joyce said dazedly, closing her eyes.

Gradually, Luther felt that something was wrong with her, her slightly curled eyelashes trembled gently, and her cheeks were unnaturally red. His fingers traced over her slender neck and felt a hint of abnormal warmth.

He was startled and quickly reached out and put his hand on her forehead.

A low cry, "It's hot, you're feverish."

"Yeah?" Joyce's limbs ached even more and she shrank back, speaking vaguely.