You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 239

The live broadcast had ended.

Charlotte was still sitting rigidly, her mind blank, holding the remote control in her hands, and forgetting

to put it down.

Cecelia stood behind Charlotte and watched the scene with a frown. She sighed gently, and looked at

Charlotte worriedly. She could not imagine her poor daughter, after more than 20 years away from

home, would now suffer so much in love. She felt bad for her.

She patted Charlotte's shoulder and didn't know what to say to comfort her.

Because Cecelia had been standing behind Charlotte, so she could not see Charlotte's eyes were

burning with a blaze of anger, her eyes scarlet, as if she wanted to burn everything around them with

her eyes.

If Cecelia was not present, Charlotte would have smashed the remote control in her hand.

She used every means to push Joyce to the edge, and all she got in return was a blatant show of

affection from Luther?

She tightly squeezed the remote control in her hand, shaking with anger, and even her arms could not

stop trembling.

She tried her best to hold back, but she couldn't hold back any longer.

Cecelia finally noticed the abnormality in Charlotte's demeanor and hurriedly sat down next to her, This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

trying to pull the remote control out of her hand, but found that she couldn't take it from her grip.

Cecelia took Charlotte into her arms, firmly pressed her trembling arms, and sighed long and hard,

"Charlotte, things in this world can't be perfect. All these years Mom has learned to let go. Sometimes

you just cannot force it."

"No, it won't. He said he'd marry me. He will keep his promise." Charlotte shook her head desperately

and looked at Cecelia with pity, "By the way, Aunt Warner came by yesterday and she asked me to

pass on the message to you. I hope you and grandpa will come out to talk to Luther."

Cecelia froze, "Jacqueline? She wants us to go out and find Luther?" Wouldn’t that be the same as

asking the Heath family to step in and force a marriage?

"Yes, you can call Aunt Warner if you don't believe me, that's what she really said." Charlotte nodded

her head repeatedly, her expression full of expectation. She didn't want to push Luther either, but there

was no time to wait.

"It's not that I don't believe you." Cecelia was really in trouble, "This is not a good idea, right?" There

was nothing else she could ask for now that she had got her lost daughter back. Rodney might agree to

force a marriage, but she couldn't agree to this.

After thinking about it, she continued to persuade, "Charlotte, don’t worry about it. You just give birth to

the child, and the Heath family will naturally raise the baby. No one dares to say anything, mom will not

let you suffer. When you are a little older, you will understand that a forced marriage would never be a

happy one. I saw the live broadcast just now, and as I expected, Luther and Joyce are in love. Whether

they used to be real or not, but at least now they love each other. If you insist, the only one who will be

hurt in the future is yourself."

"I love him, Mom, I love him!" Charlotte saw that Cecelia refused to come forward and inevitably

panicked, "No, I absolutely cannot accept that!"

"If she doesn't go, I'll go!"

In the living room, a stentorian voice rang out.

Rodney came into the living room, his eyes rounded with anger, "Brat, how dare he make a fool of my

granddaughter. I'll tie him up and get him married! Humph!"