You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2047

Chapter 2051: Holding the Crown Prince Hostage

Leaving the altar, they returned to the East Palace.

Tadasuke was already kneeling in front of the hall, waiting. In front of her, on the ground, were two trays. The trays contained neatly arranged clothes for changing.

Seeing Clint and Joyce return to the East Palace, Tadasuke bowed respectfully, "Your Highness, please change your clothes. Madam, please change your clothes." Clint stepped into the hall, "Bandage her wound."

"Yes," Tadasuke nodded.

Joyce glanced at her arm. Her clothes were torn, and there was a cut on her arm. It wasn't serious; it had stopped bleeding.

"It's just a small wound. It's nothing."

Clearly, Clint's cut was much more severe than hers.

Tadasuke noticed as well and instructed a servant, "Call a doctor to treat His Highness's wound."

"Yes," the servant responded.

"Do you get cut every time there's a sacrificial ceremony?" Joyce asked curiously.

Clint glanced at Joyce without answering directly, "You'll find out in due time." Joyce, "..."

Joyce followed Tadasuke to a side hall to treat her arm and change clothes.

Her wound was simple to handle. After applying iodine and some white ointment, it was covered with gauze.

Then she changed into a dress suit that matched her usual style-simple and elegant, fitting perfectly. Even the shoes were her regular brand. Tadasuke said from the side, "These clothes were specially prepared for you by His Highness."

Joyce responded with an "Oh."

It seemed that during their time in Khebury, Clint had been paying attention to her daily life and preferences. He had planned this all along.

"We are leaving the East Palace today," Joyce apologized to Tadasuke. "I was impulsive before; I won't cause you any more trouble."

felt a newfound respect for Joyce. Everyone had heard about how Joyce's precise shooting spared the guards from punishment today and admired her

After changing clothes,

to the main

his clothes and stood in the main hall. A servant presented him with

with a black dial and put it on. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

clasp of his wrist,

niche designs starting at millions of dollars-extremely luxurious. Luther also liked collecting watches from this brand. After putting on

refined temperament and adding an extra touch of elegance

clothes make

looked like a

and saw Joyce approaching. He extended

for her to hold his

put her hands behind her back, only responding

hand without saying anything

Joyce followed behind him.

they walked out of the hall and through the gate that

stepping outside the gate, Joyce

hadn't expected to walk out so openly like

previous efforts had been in

hall was

in the square, with an extended Bentley in the middle. Clearly, the front and rear cars were escorts; the middle one was Clint's vehicle.

"Home," Clint replied.

Joyce, "..."

home? She didn't want to go to

usual residence?" she

"Yes," Clint nodded.

home?" Joyce

District," Clint led Joyce to the extended

looked around; security was tight-not the

got into the

in and sat next to Joyce in the back seat. The rear seats were

moving

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