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

After changing clothes,

to the main hall of

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

it on. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

a gentle clasp of his wrist, he exuded

their watches were niche designs starting at millions of dollars-extremely luxurious. Luther also liked collecting watches from this

perfectly, highlighting his refined temperament and

make the

attire, Clint looked like

his tie and saw Joyce approaching. He

her to

hands behind her back, only

hand without saying anything and

Joyce followed behind him.

hall and through the gate that Joyce had previously tried to force

the gate, Joyce couldn't help but

hadn't expected to walk out so openly

her previous efforts had been in

hall was

cars were parked in the square, with an extended Bentley in the middle. Clearly, the front and rear cars were escorts; the middle one

"Home," Clint replied.

Joyce, "..."

She didn't want to go to

usual residence?"

"Yes," Clint nodded.

is your home?" Joyce asked

to

was tight-not the

into the car

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

started moving away from the East

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