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."

sound. She felt a newfound respect for Joyce. Everyone had

After changing clothes,

to the main

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

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his wrist, he exuded elegance in

were niche designs starting at millions of dollars-extremely luxurious. Luther

his refined temperament and adding an extra touch

make the

looked

and saw Joyce approaching.

indicated for her

him and put her hands behind her back, only responding with

without saying anything and

Joyce followed behind him.

after another, they walked out of the hall and through the gate that Joyce

outside the gate, Joyce couldn't help but

to walk

previous efforts

the hall was a

Clearly, the front and rear cars were escorts; the middle one was Clint's vehicle. Joyce tugged at Clint's sleeve, "Where are

"Home," Clint replied.

Joyce, "..."

Whose home? She didn't want to go to

residence?" she

"Yes," Clint nodded.

home?" Joyce asked

Clint led Joyce to

looked around; security was

into the

Joyce in the back seat. The rear seats were separated

started moving away

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