You Hit My Heart novel Chapter 895

Blue Ocean.

Anderson woke up first, he reached around and his mommy was gone.

He called out softly, "Mommy."

No one answered him.

Puzzled, he climbed out of bed, put on his slippers, and walked to the living room. Still, he could not find his mommy, but Uncle Luther was still sleeping on the couch.

It was already bright and warm sunlight was coming in through the glass.

Anderson searched around and didn't see his mommy. He went to the couch and shook Luther, "Uncle Luther, Uncle Luther, wake up."

Luther was awakened by the sound. He sat up and picked Anderson up and cradled him in his arms.

"What's wrong, Anderson?" he asked.

The sleep was so comfortable and so reassuring that he felt better and his palms were no longer hot.

Holding the soft little ball in his arms, he felt so happy.

"Uncle Luther, Mommy's gone." Anderson reached out and touched Luther's forehead, "You're better, no more fever."

"Hmm. Mommy's gone?" Luther froze and looked around.

Sure enough, she was not at home, and even her slippers were left at the door.

He frowned. She left the child at home and went out? She was just too irresponsible as a mother. No matter how mature Anderson was, he was, after all, less than four years old.

However, on second thought…

Was it because he was home? That's why she was comfortable going out? If so, it was a sign of trust in him.

When he thought of this, he was in a good mood.

He immediately got up from the sofa and picked Anderson up, "Anderson, good boy, Mommy must have gone out to buy you a delicious breakfast. Let's brush our teeth and wash our faces and wait for your mommy together, okay?"

Anderson nodded.

His little head kept shaking, and it was so cute.

Luther couldn't resist placing a kiss on his forehead.

"Geez, I'm a boy, don't keep kissing me." Anderson protested with discontent. He had already been kissed yesterday, and he had a problem with being kissed again today.

"I'm sorry, but you're just too cute." Luther rubbed Anderson' hair. He was just the same as he was when he was just a child, and he hated being touched by people. So, he could totally relate with Anderson.

"Put me down, and I can walk on my own. I'm not a child anymore." Anderson pouted.

"Good, good, Little Anderson, now, please go brush your teeth and wash your face." Luther coaxed with amusement, setting Anderson down at the bathroom door.

He wanted to go back to his apartment to wash up, but didn't feel comfortable leaving Anderson home alone.

So he found a new toothbrush from the shelf for himself.

It seemed that she had not returned.

Luther finally sensed that something was wrong.

If she had just gone out to buy breakfast, she would have been back already.

She hadn't returned even now… Could it be ...

He hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed her number.

The long beep never stopped and as he waited, he got more and more anxious.

The first time, no one answered, and he dialed for a second time immediately.

His heart, too, tangled up in a gradual panic.

It had been so long that he almost thought no one would answer. Finally, the call came through.

Unexpectedly, the voice that came from the other side of the phone was a man's voice.

"Hello, who is this?"

Luther froze. How could a man answer the phone? And, the voice sounded, well, familiar.