You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2069: Trying to Reconcile

Secret contact point. Joyce leaned against Luther's shoulder, her breathing steadied a bit.

"How are you holding up? You can rest for a while, I'll hold you," Luther asked softly. Darrin handed over a towel. Luther carefully wiped her sweat away.

"Are you hungry? I can get you something to eat."

Joyce shook her head. "I'm not hungry. I might not be able to hold on; I may have to go back." Her voice was faint.

Luther's arms tightened around her. He couldn't just watch her walk back into danger. "I want to go with you and talk to him."

"Talk about what?" Joyce was puzzled.

"I want to see if we can reconcile," Luther's eyes flashed with determination.

"Reconcile? How is that possible?" Joyce frowned. Clint was a stubborn person who would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. The word "reconciliation" probably didn't exist in Clint's dictionary.

Luther held her close and kissed her cheek. "Over the years, thinking back on our journey, it hasn't been easy. Ricky, Charlotte, Yu Chengxian, Athena-they were all tough to deal with, each time costing us more and more. And they were nothing compared to Clint. His identity, status, nationality-all very special. His abilities and methods are extraordinary. Are we really going to start a war between two countries after an internal conflict? We'd never have peace again."

Darrin remained silent. Peace had only lasted a little over a hundred years. No one wanted war-families torn apart, lives lost.

"I can't contact the outside world right now, but when I get the chance, I must telegraph the Marshal and his wife about Clint holding the Young Marshal hostage. If Clint doesn't release him soon, the Marshal will inevitably lead an army to the border," Darrin said solemnly. "Clint must have considered the consequences from the start."

"Negotiation is indeed a way out," Darrin thought for a moment and agreed with Luther's idea. "And it's the quickest way."

After experiencing so much, he didn't want the Young Marshal and Mr. Warner to go through more turmoil; no one could endure it.

"Mr. Warner, do you have any ideas?" Darrin asked.

Luther shook his head. "This is no small matter; I need to think it through."

"But what leverage do we have to negotiate with him?" Joyce's face was pale; her life was in Clint's hands. What leverage did they have? Clint feared nothing.

back..." Joyce's stomach began to spasm again. "I might not last long; I have to go back once more. You can't come with me; he doesn't know you've entered

can I let you face this alone?" Luther held Joyce tightly, unwilling to let

for coming

having a trusted aide with me won't give

rivers to find her and holding her in his

this made him want to tear Clint apart, but he

bring Joyce home; otherwise, if war

gently, "Alright. Be careful and

me hold you a

nodded and hugged

moment, silence filled

away, leaving them their brief moment

her mind-dangerous but worth

of it. She decided to return to Clint because she

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felt a

held Joyce for a

softly,

Luther released Joyce reluctantly;

words of comforto seemed

couldn't find

he simply said, "Never forget that

Joyce nodded, "Don't worry."

and wouldn't act rashly without certainty-if she acted, she

of Joyce,"

vowed solemnly, "I will protect her with

brooch-shaped pistol and a pen-shaped gun-both very discreet

weapons that might comel.net

Joyce nodded in acknowledgment.