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You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 925
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His words were immediately interrupted by her.

"Mr. Warner thinks I'm not paying for private lessons because | can't afford them? | still have that amount of money." She gave him

a blank look.

He had no place to spend his money, or was he sick in the head? He wanted to raise "other people's" child whenever he had a

chance?

She gave him a suspicious look. No, he should not have seen through her yet.

Moreover, he lost part of his former memory. It was impossible for him to think that Anderson was related to him.

Why was he so attentive then?

"Then why do you have to let Anderson go to kindergarten? Obviously, Anderson's IQ is not at all on the slevel as theirs."

Luther frowned in disbelief.

"I didn't want Anderson to skip grades too early. He should at least finish regular kindergarten. Character development is also

important. He should spend more twith kids about the sage. He is after all just a child." Joyce said.

"Character development? What does it have to do with private tutoring? | grew up with private lessons from famous teachers and

never worried about these."

Luther didn’t think what she said even made sense.

"Huh." Joyce laughed.

She looked at him with amusement and snorted lightly, "So, Mr. Warner, do you think you have a pleasing personality? Lone, cold,

and arrogant. Huh. You are the last example Anderson should learn from!"

Luther was completely speechless.

Joyce then walked into the kitchen, took sfresh ingredients out of the refrigerator and started to prepare dinner.

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Luther followed her into the kitchen, "Can | eat with you? | don't want to go out to eat. Recently, my stomach is not feeling well and

| want to eat something light."

Joyce simply ignored him, but she took smore when she just prepared the ingredients.

"There will be a nanny to pick up Anderson starting tomorrow. Please don’t go to the kindergarten if you have nothing to do there,

thanks." She said coldly, "It's Anderson's first day of kindergarten today, so | made it a point to pick him up myself. Dinner would

also be prepared by the nanny. Mr. Warner, if you don't want to eat out, hire someone to cook for you."

"Oh, got it." He watched her from the sidelines.

The sky was not yet fully dark, the sunset afterglow shone, and the outline of her side face was extraordinarily beautiful.

He was stunned. How good would it be if he could keep looking at her like this.

Joyce noticed his eyes, which were always staring at her with all the affection, and she felt uncomfortable. She had always felt that

he was not quite normal the entire day.

" Mr. Warner, | remember you saying that you have a wife." She frowned and glanced at him.

"Hmm." Luther nodded gently. He was admiring her stunning side face, and it was difficult for him to take his eyes off her.

She blushed, "So, where's your wife? It's not good for you to keep staring at another woman." She spoke with a slight exasperation

that even she could not detect.

"She is very far away, but actually it's not that far."

Luther gave her a sophisticated stare, and there was something in the words.

She froze, not knowing what to say.

He seemed to mean something. Damn, she shouldn't have asked that question.

She hurriedly looked away, slightly embarrassed.

"Oh, why do | sense a sour taste. Miss Knowles is jealous?" He looked at her with amusement.

She was reaching for the seasoning and spilled the salt at his wicked words.

She got even more embarrassed. This damn man. She really wanted to seal his mouth.

Was she jealous? How was it even possible? That was bullshit.

"Be careful."

He reached out and took her hand, his voice ambiguous.

She drew back her hand and said coldly, "Finish your meal and get out."

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