You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1761: Far in the Distance, Close at Hand

After leaving, Joyce sat in the passenger seat.

Darrin drove, heading towards the Warner residence.

Along the way, Joyce looked out the window in silence. The dark night held no scenery, with even the neon lights appearing dim and the streetlights scattered in the distance.

Lost in thought, Joyce suddenly felt a warmth on her cheeks.

She reached up and realized that tears were streaming down her face. Even though Darrin was driving beside her, she no longer wanted to suppress her emotions. She silently looked out the window, continuing to space out as tears continued to fall.

Darrin glanced at Joyce's unusual state from the corner of his eye. His breath hitched. He knew why she was upset-besides Luther's unresolved poisoning, she must be more concerned about her daughter, whom she had never met. In their conversation earlier, he learned that there might be a detonator implanted in Alisha's body. Even he felt furious about such a heinous act towards a young child with fragile health. Not to mention how much it must be hurting Joyce. Even though Darrin was driving beside her, she no longer wanted to suppress her emotions. She silently looked out the window, continuing to space out as tears continued to fall.

Darrin slowed down the car and eventually parked by the roadside. After a while, Joyce finally eased her emotions. She moved and sat up straight.

Darrin thoughtfully handed her a tissue.

Joyce took it without saying anything and gently wiped the corners of her eyes. After venting, she started to feel better.

Darrin spoke softly, “Madam, even though we're facing difficulties, nothing is more important than knowing that Alisha is still alive. That's the best news. As long as she's alive, there's hope. We will definitely rescue her."

Joyce nodded softly.

at the time on her wrist and suddenly said, “Let's not go home. Let's go directly to Reuben.” Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ

of taking you home to rest and contacting him early

minute. The sooner we find the anesthesia, the more hope we have," Joyce took out her phone. "I'll

her phone, “I'm coming to find you. I'll be

enough, Reuben quickly replied,

told Darrin, "He said

quickly started the car, turned it

and Joyce arrived at the Bryant family's

Joyce get out of the car, he walked up to her. "You've come to find me so late; it must

"Okay," Joyce nodded.

the villa's living room, while Darrin parked the car and

of tears on her cheeks. He was taken aback-she had actually been crying? He had never seen her cry before, and it was hard to imagine

the remnants of tears tugged at his

cup of hot tea.” Reuben turned to prepare the tea. "It's cold outside, so have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up. It's matcha that I brought from Rohomes;

hand. “No need. I'm not thirsty. I have something to

towards her. He took off his white jacket and draped it over Joyce's shoulders. "Alright, go

this scene. He furrowed his brow slightly. Reuben seemed to be overstepping his bounds. Perhaps Reuben himself hadn't

This anesthesia is said to be proprietary to the Rohomes royal family, and others cannot obtain it. I not only need the anesthesia itself, but also an anesthesiologist who can use it and someone trustworthy,” Joyce got straight to the point, directly

something incredibly difficult to askme, rushing to find me so late at night. It made me uncertain, afraid that I might not be capable enough

can get it? Not just the anesthesia, but also someone who knows how to