You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

A group of reporters besieged Joyce like flies and could not be swatted away.

The flashing lights flashed continuously.

She could barely open her eyes and could only raise her hand to block it.

"Sorry, no comment. The police department will announce the latest progress themselves.” Joyce answered while raising her hand to shield her face.

Luther had just reached the parking lot when he heard a commotion behind him and looked back. Joyce was surrounded by reporters. He turned around and walked back with a frown on his face.

This group of journalists did find a good spot to hide, just now hiding in the bush outsides the cemetery, and now they were all coming out.

up. It seemed that the two of them must have leaked the news

going on outside and hurriedly

anxiously inquired, "President, do you need me to clear them

never be blocked after such

car over and wait." Aaron said respectfully, and he took a glance at Joyce, who was surrounded by reporters. With a wound on her back, and now she was being pushed around.

through the crowd to go outside, but she had an injury on her back, so she did not dare to move too much. She could only dodge from side to side. It was indeed better than just standing there but after a long while she was

reporter pulled her hard

felt as if her wound were torn apart and couldn't help but

besiegers was forcibly separated, and the next moment, she fell

Without looking up, she knew it

chasing after and asking questions non-stop. Everyone wanted to get first-hand