You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1879: Firmly Controlled

Chapter 1879: Firmly Controlled

Felix was bombarded with a long series of questions from Vicki, leaving him unable to utter a single

word.

His heart was already engulfed with wild joy. She loved him, she truly loved him. He held her waist in

excitement, wishing he could meld her into his very being.

"On the balcony of the abandoned villa in Seren, you told me you and he were a couple, you

approached me to gain information about the Saunders family, you were just toying with me... and you

even threw away our wedding ring..." he pointed out the past.

"You didn't retrieve it? Besides, didn't you disbelieve what I said? I only wanted to force you to leave at

that time. Rayan had other arrangements, it was dangerous to stay. Are you this petty? Holding onto

that incident until now," she retorted.

"I..." Felix pursed his lips. "But in the end, it was him who saved you. If he hadn't turned against Seren

and killed him, you might have... I was truly scared and felt utterly useless. At such a critical moment, I

couldn't do anything. I worried that you would despise me. After all, in your life, twice in moments of

peril, it was Rayan who saved you. Would you think that I'm not as good as him?"

Though difficult to voice, he still managed to ask.

Vicki fell unusually silent for a moment, gazing into his clear eyes. She spoke earnestly, word by word.

"This time, it was not me that Rayan saved, but himself. Life is cruel. Make one wrong step, lose your

original intentions, and you cease to be yourself. He treaded a path he shouldn't have, and being able

to redeem himself this time, returning to his original position, is his ultimate fortune. But you are

different. In the Saunders family, you are unlike anyone else. Untainted, uncompetitive, unwavering in

your original intentions, you stand by yourself. This is the Felix I know. The Saunders family belongs to NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

you. As long as I'm here, no one should entertain the thought, for only you, with justice in your heart,

can bring brightness to the Saunders family. Others are simply not worthy. Don't compare yourself to

others. There's no meaningful comparison. In my heart, you are the best. Otherwise, do you think I'm

blind? Why would I choose to be with you?"

Her words were resolute and sincere.

Felix was utterly shaken; he had no idea that she had always seen him this way.

At this moment, he was overwhelmed with excitement, waves of heat rushing through his body. His

heart blossomed like a flower, sweet and exhilarating, his pulse pounding violently, beyond control.

Reaching out, he pulled her close by the neck.

He had forgotten to kiss her earlier, but now he eagerly and fiercely kissed her. This kiss carried an

unprecedented urgency and fervor, as if he wanted to consume her whole. He was thrilled; she loved

him, she admitted it. Not only did she love him, she also accepted him. She didn't see him as a

playboy; she truly understood him. With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

He continued to kiss her deeply, until she was almost out of breath, then he reluctantly allowed her to

catch it.

Vicki lay on him, dizzy from the kisses. It was rare for him to be this excited. She could feel the intense

heat emanating from his body and sense that he was teetering on the edge.

Suddenly, she chuckled softly. "I told you, it's just pent-up desire that makes you act all moody and

throw tantrums. You won't admit it. Creating all sorts of excuses, but in the end, you just want to sleep

with me."

"Felix," he protested.

No, he was just too excited. All right, the kiss was too intense, and now he was feeling a certain way...

but that wasn't his intention.

"Enough with the chit-chat. If you want to, then do it," Vicki said directly, unbuttoning his shirt.

Even with the air conditioning on in the summer room, it couldn't suppress the intense heat emanating

from both of them. It seemed like a tinderbox ready to ignite at any moment.

Just then, the door to the ward suddenly creaked open, and a nurse walked in.

"It's lunchtime. Do you need your lunch delivered?" the nurse asked, but as she looked up and saw the

scene before her, she was stunned. With a "clatter," the iPad she was using for notes slipped from her

hand to the floor.

Although the two on the hospital bed were still fully clothed and from a quick glance, it seemed like

nothing had started... the scene was too explicit, especially with the woman on top... it was too wild,

tooprovocative to behold.

Upon hearing the commotion behind her, Vicki's voice turned icy as she uttered three words, "Get out

now!"

"Sorry for the interruption. I'll leave immediately," the nurse, utterly shaken by Vicki's chilling tone,

hastily picked up the iPad from the floor, locked the door, and hurriedly left as if fleeing for her life.

This was a special care ward. Only the most affluent and influential individuals resided here, often a

combination of both. Clearly, Mr. Warner and Mr. Saunders were among the most distinguished figures.

It was just unexpected that the renowned Mr. Saunders, the rumored playboy, had such peculiar

desires, even in a place like a hospital. The young nurse felt her worldview crumbling. However, a

woman who could captivate Mr. Saunders, such as the formidable Vicki just now, was nothing short of

extraordinary. She even felt that, as a woman, she would be captivated by Vicki's unique charm.

After being interrupted, Vicki's excessive excitement finally subsided a bit. She got off the bed and

buttoned up her clothes.

Then she turned around to check Felix's shoulder wound, noticing that it was oozing a bit.

She frowned, suddenly feeling that she had lost her rationality today and almost made a reckless

decision.

"No, this can't happen. We can't be reckless," she said coldly. "Wait until the wound heals before we do

anything. Show some restraint!"

Felix, suspended in discomfort, grabbed Vicki. "Who's lacking restraint? Who was the one who initiated

today? You've made me feel worse than if I were dead."

Vicki glanced back at him. "Clearly, it was you. Ever since waking up, you've been acting out. I won't

talk to you anymore. I've wasted enough time. Now I have to go back and take care of many things."

"Fine, it's me. Even if it's me, is that all?" Felix looked mournful. "You can't just leave me like this. What

am I supposed to do?"

Vicki stood up, aloof. "Figure it out by yourself."

With that, she headed straight for the door, swinging it open. "Nurse, bring the lunch!"

Then, she strode off without looking back.

Leaving Felix with flushed cheeks, a mixture of emotions painted across his face. He suspected that

she did this on purpose, to tease and then deny him. She must be displeased with him constantly

pestering her. He was speechless as he covered his face. Good lord, this woman had him firmly in her

grasp.

But what could he do? Who taught him to love her so desperately?