You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1705: Self-Proof

At this moment, the butler of the Ballard family knocked on the door and entered.

Following Christian's previous instructions, he brought a fine Rain before Dragon Well tea.

The butler placed the tea in front of Joyce and respectfully stepped back.

Just as Joyce was about to pick up the tea, Darrin suddenly stopped him, "General, please wait."

Before Joyce could speak, Darrin took a step forward, took out a thin needle, and pierced it into the tea, testing it before saying, "General, it's safe.”

Christian narrowed his long phoenix eyes, revealing dissatisfaction, "Are you worried about being poisoned in my house? Joyce, do you consider me an outsider?"

Before Joyce could respond, Darrin replied directly, "Mr. Ballard, it has nothing to do with the General. It is my duty, please understand.” Now, he wouldn't trust anyone, even if Christian had no ill intentions, he couldn't guarantee that someone among Christian's subordinates wouldn't cause trouble. Once bitten, twice shy, he couldn't allow himself to make mistakes again.

Joyce glanced at Darrin and whispered, “You're being too nervous. Mr. Ballard has been kind to me."

Darrin nodded and stepped back behind Joyce.

Christian didn't mind any further and said to Joyce, “Well, having someone so attentive by your side ensures your safety.”

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Joyce, who remained calm. Her expression didn't change, and she showed no reaction when the words

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mentioned the past, his expression became nostalgic, as if he was immersed

longing expression, Joyce

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found out, Athena was already deeply in love with him. I discovered Luther's jacket in Athena's room, and I got very angry. I threw away the jacket on the spot and questioned Athena if they had done anything inappropriate, after all, Athena was only sixteen at the time, she was still underage." When Joyce heard this, she paused with the tea in her hand. Ripples formed in the bright green liquid

hear the whole story. "And then?" she asked.

Luther. Over the next two years, Luther's visits became less frequent, only once or twice a year. And I always found ways to keep Athena away

its climax. She held

deep breath and continued, "Although I prevented them from meeting, I could tell that Athena was unhappy. She often cried alone. Sometimes in the morning, when I called her to get up, I could see traces of tears in her eyes. She even attempted self-harm by cutting her wrists, but I discovered it in time and stopped her. I knew she was deeply trapped, and I wanted to send