You Hit My Heart

You Hit My Heart By Kylie Stanford Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Joyce dragged her trolley case, panting as she climbed the hill, looking down at her phone’s locationevery now and then.No. 1 Sophora Street.She didn’t realize that Luther’s house was halfway up thehill, and most importantly, there was no bus that could take her there!Rich people really do like to live inthe mountains.She was literally walking on two broken legs.She should have let his driver pick itup.After quite some hard work, she climbed halfway up the mountain, and finally, she saw the mansiongate, which was surprisingly at the end of the road. Did he just own all the rest of the mountain?Whenthe big iron door slowly opened, Joyce was dumbfounded.Inside, boulevards, neat lawns, shapedflowers, and fountain sculptures stretch on and on.Very far away! An imposing golden European-stylebuilding stood on the hillside, shining dazzlingly in the setting sunlight.Infinity, that’s about it.Joyce wasalmost crawling when she finally reached the door of the main house.She was panting against theRoman columns in front of the door.Mr. Arnold opened the door and made a respectful “please”gesture, “Young lady, please come inside.”Although Mr. Arnold tried to hide it very well, Joyce could stillfeel the contempt and disdain in his eyes.She knew she looked a mess now, with her clothes soakingwet and one of her suitcase wheels falling off.But she didn’t even have the strength to speak.Joycefollowed Mr. Arnold into the living room.Inside the decor was even more beyond her imagination –crystal chandeliers more than ten meters high, and walls plastered with marble.On the luxuriousrevolving staircase, slowly walked a noblewoman, with a fashionable pearl necklace.Jacqueline Mullenglanced at Joyce with disdain, who was wearing white sneakers, an apparently cheap t-shirt, anddragging a worn-out trolley case.“Mr. Arnold, where did the beggar come from, and you just led her tothe house? As they speak, another person ran down the stairs and was surprised to see Joyce.“Joyce?How is it? You are the wife of my brother?”“Mom, how dare brother let this kind of person be my sister-in-law? I don’t want it! I object!”Shelly Warner almost shouted.Jacqueline and Shelly don’t usually livein the main house, which was where Grandma and Luther lived. They both lived in the penthouse, oneof the busiest places downtown, and tonight they were here all for Luther’s new bride.Joyce was alsosurprised. Shelly was in her college class, and she knew very well that Shelly had always looked at her

unfavorably.Little did she know that Shelly would be Luther’s sister.Shelly hated Joyce the most, andwhen Joyce was nearing the end of her sophomore year, she skipped a year to get into theirdepartment.Some time ago Joyce was again trusted by Professor Owens to enter the automotivedesign internship program based on her academic excellence.She couldn’t even get in herself.Why?She’s the daughter of the Warner family, the richest family in Khebury, and she couldn’t compete withJoyce in a project that her family had invested in?It’s too much!Now Joyce wants to be her sister-in-lawand be head and shoulders above her, how could she bear her anger?At that moment, Luther justcame home.Jacqueline immediately came forward and advised, “Luther, you always knew yourbusiness. The Warner family has a lot of money, so how can you just get a licenserecklessly?”Although he was her son, she was afraid of him from the bottom of her heart. From the ageof five, she could not control him.“That is right. Brother, hurry up and end this hilarious marriage. Whyshould Joyce share our family assets.” Shelly echoed, “You can get rid of a woman like her if you justgive her some money.”Joyce couldn’t resist interrupting.“Can I have your attention?”Jacqueline andShelly looked at her at the same time.“Don’t worry about the property, I signed a waiver of property.”Joyce spread her hands, except for 800,000, she didn’t want any of it.“…”“…”After a moment’s froth,Jacqueline suddenly spoke, “Even so, Luther, you’re married.”novelbin