You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Civil Affairs Bureau.
Joyce Knowles got married today.

When she signed her name and was about to write the name of her husband, she looked up at the man beside her.

The man was so handsome that even the Civil Affairs Bureau staff stole glances at him from time to time.
Come on, a woman would just have to be so lucky to get married to such a man, right?

“What’s your name? Sorry, I forgot.” Joyce paused.

Luther Warner’s handsome face darkened. Did this woman really not know his name? Or was she just pretending too well?

Could there even be a woman in Khebury who did not know the name of Luther? He had such a stunning face and such a perfectly proportioned body. He was the dream of every Khebury woman. Of course, he was even the head of R&S Group, a real king in finance, e-commerce, real estate, and entertainment.

He snatched the form from Joyce’s hand, and dropped his name directly. The handwriting apparently showed his bold and domineering personality.

That’s it then, after the stamp.
Joyce packed her things neatly.
Luther was just about to speak.

But he was eventually interrupted by Joyce, “When is the divorce?”

“The doctor said Grandma may not make it through the month.” He retorted in a cold voice.

an extremely depressed mood. When is the divorce? Shouldn’t he be the one to feel worried? What was

airway occlusion back then, and her situation

and the old lady was

did she know that the old lady was a terminal stage lung cancer patient who insisted that her grandson marry Joyce before the end

can’t you just use a fake certificate?” Joyce was still puzzled. They could then save all

“We just can’t. Grandma will send someone to check on it.” “I

comes a time when this fake marriage will end, and I hope that by then you will use your powers to remove the traces that you and I have once received such a license.”

power and almost perfect appearance, shouldn’t he be the

to get their marriage over with. It made him

problem.” He gritted his teeth and spat the

Joyce shrugged, “Bye, and don’t forget the

her name and

it was

a child, he was brought up by his grandmother, and their relationship was extraordinary. His grandmother suffered from illness in her later years, and he only hoped

he proposed a fake marriage to her at that

His voice was as cold as ice,

looked back, her red lips slightly raised, and she gave a light smile,