You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1792: Overwhelming Emotions

Joyce wanted to sit up and tried to move, but she felt a numbness in her body.

Luther quickly held her down. "Don't move, letgo check. Be careful, you're carrying three lives now. Don't get too excited and

don't move around. Just rest and lie down until the doctor confirms that the baby is fine, okay?"

Anderson chimed in, "Yeah, Mommy, don't worry. I'm already a little adult, and with Dad andat home, we can handle

everything."

Joyce chuckled. "I'm not excited. | also want to see Alisha. Last night, | only caught a brief glimpse of her, and it was dark, so |

couldn't see her clearly."

"I'll go in first, and then I'll cback to update you," Luther got up.

Anderson waved goodbye to Joyce as he followed Luther.

At the door of Alisha's room, Luther said to Anderson, "Wait outside, I'll go in first."

Although Anderson looked dissatisfied, he obediently stayed at the door.

Luther pushed the door open and saw Reuben deliberately dressed in a doctor's attire, standing by Alisha's bed, pretending to

examine her.

"You're such a good kid. Let the doctor check how well your wound is healing," Reuben said.

Alisha remained silent. Reuben checked her and said, "Hmm, very good, no signs of infection. How are you feeling now? Do you

feel any dizziness?"

Alisha still didn't speak.

Frowning, Reuben held up two fingers in front of Alisha's face. "How many fingers do you see?" When she didn't react, he changed

the question. "What's one plus two?" It shouldn't be like this. There's no brain injury, so why isn't Alisha responding?

Alisha suddenly spoke up, "You're a bad person! You're working with them!"

Reuben had a black line on his face. It seemed that her brain didn't need to be tested; her intelligence wasn't affected. And her

intelligence was quite high. Even after their brief encounter last night, she could still recognize his face.

Luther's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that Alisha was not in a good emotional state.

He approached gently and called out, "Alisha, are you awake? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Alisha turned her head and saw Luther. Instead of her usual warmth, her eyes were filled with resistance and unfamiliarity. It was

completely different from before when she would jump into his arms and stick to him.

"I'm in the hospital. Where's Mommy?" Alisha murmured to herself. "Mommy is hurt. Where is she?"

Luther impulsively tried to answer, "Mommy is..."

But he stopped halfway through. He realized that when Alisha mentioned Mommy, she was referring to Athena. It couldn't possibly

mean Joyce. He had misunderstood.

Sure enough, Alisha pointed to her own shoulder and burst into tears, "I saw Mommy getting hurt here. Where is Mommy? | want

Mommy! Letsee Mommy!"

Luther didn't know how to respond. He could only explain, "Athena is not your Mommy. Your real Mommy is not her. It's..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Alisha screamed, "No, you're lying! You're deliberately lying toto separatefrom

Mommy! You're a liar! | don't want to see you! You're not my Daddy! | want Mommy, | want Mommy! | want to be with Mommy!"

Reuben, on the side, rubbed his temples. It was really difficult to explain to a four-year-old child. It's not like he could provide a DNA

test for the child to understand.

Luther took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, and attempted to persuade Alisha. "Alisha, how do you feel in your body? Are

you uncomfortable? Tellfirst, if you're not feeling well, I'll have the doctor cand check on you. Also, are you hungry? What

do you want to eat? Dad will go buy it for you."

Alisha climbed out of bed and huddled under the covers, repeating, "| want Mommy, | want Mommy."

Luther felt helpless.

At that moment, Anderson secretly poked his head through the crack in the door. He was curious and had wanted to see what his

little sister looked like. Fair had mentioned before that there was a girl who looked quite similar to him and was around the same

age, presumably referring to Alisha.

Hearing the commotion inside, he peeked in and saw Alisha sitting on the bed.

He observed her for a moment. She was such an adorable littlegirl, very beautiful, with exquisite features and shining dark eyes.

Her chubby cheeks resembled sticky rice balls, tempting anyone to pinch them. So this was his little sister.

Even though her emotions were unstable at the moment, with just one glance, he felt a strong fondness for her.

Unable to resist, he sneaked in, wanting to help Luther convince Alisha. Adults and children were not easy to communicate with,

and he thought maybe children could understand each other better.

"Hey, sis, I'm your big brother. Hi, nice to meet you!" Anderson greeted enthusiastically.

Luther suddenly realized that Anderson had sneaked in.

His heart sank, sensing that something was not right. Because Anderson didn't know that Athena had instilled in Alisha the idea

that he had another woman outside and had another child. Now it seemed that it had beca reality.

Indeed, Alisha initially looked at Anderson and then glared at him. Suddenly, she burst into tears and cried, "Daddy lied! Daddy

really has another woman and had a child with her! Sob... Mommy didn't lie to me, sob..."

Luther helplessly massaged his forehead. Now he really didn't know how to explain.

Anderson stood frozen in place, his face filled with confusion. What was going on?

"We're twins, you know? We have the smother. Look atclosely. Don't you think we look alike?" He thought his argument

made sense.

But he forgot that speople, especially girls, couldn't be reasoned with.

"No, you're lying! You're the wild child Daddy had with another woman. You've ruined my family and driven away my Mommy. |

hate you! | hate you! | hate you all!" Alisha kicked her legs, kicking off the blanket.

Reuben hurriedly tried to stop her, fearing she would tear open her chest wound. "My little sweetheart, please don't struggle. Your

chest wound will open up!"

Anderson watched everything speechlessly, now truly understanding how difficult it was.

Alisha continued to cry and shout, demanding her mommy.

Finally, helpless and afraid that she would further injure herself, Luther and Reuben had to step forward and forcefully restrain her

limbs to prevent her from moving.

Alisha fiercely resisted, her emotions spiraling out of control.

Shaking his head, Reuben signaled to Luther, "There's no other way. We'll have to give her another sedative."

Luther sighed, realizing that this was the only option.

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