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.

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almost midnight. I thought of taking you home to rest and

the more hope we have," Joyce took out her phone. "I'll message him now. He's a night owl; he should still

her phone, “I'm coming to

enough, Reuben quickly replied,

"He said

turned it around, and headed towards the

arrived at the

of the car, he walked up to her. "You've come to find me so

"Okay," Joyce nodded.

room, while Darrin parked

the slight puffiness around her eyes and the traces of tears on her cheeks. He was taken aback-she had actually

of tears tugged

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; it's fragrant

her hand. “No need. I'm not thirsty.

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

to be overstepping his bounds. Perhaps Reuben himself hadn't realized it, but his care had become such a natural

be proprietary to the Rohomes royal family, and others cannot obtain it.

at night. It made me uncertain, afraid

voice couldn't help but become excited. "Really? You can get it? Not just the anesthesia, but also