You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2084: Unfortunately, We Met Too Late

"Go!" Joyce commanded in a low voice.

At the same time, she fired her gun, creating an opportunity for the man to quickly get up and run to the right. In an instant, he was hidden behind a rock. After emptying her handgun, Joyce also darted behind a large rock next to Clint. She was panting heavily, having expended too much energy.

She was exhausted.

Clint's voice was tense, "Are you hurt?"

Born into royalty and wielding power, he had experienced many intrigues but never gunfire.

"No, don't jinx me," Joyce moved to lean against the big rock. She needed to rest. Her heart was racing, her body tense. She closed her eyes and kept breathing heavily.

The two large rocks were very close, almost touching.

Clint wanted to get closer to Joyce to see if she was really uninjured.

Hearing the movement, Joyce's eyes snapped open. "Don't come over."

Clint froze; she was so resistant to him.

"If you don't want to die, stay put," Joyce warned him. "If you move, the sniper will shoot. He has night vision goggles. There's a gap between the two rocks behind us. From your position, he can't aim at you. From mine, he can. But if you move closer, they'll shoot through the gap and hit you."

Clint frowned.

By now, his reinforcements should have arrived. But they were trapped here; Hirota had sent more than one sniper from multiple directions to finish them off.

"Rest for a bit," she said. "They won't fire for now."

"I don't have night vision goggles; I can't snipe from a distance. Our only option is to wait until dawn."

"Okay," Clint said no more.

"Cough cough," the night wind made him cough. His illness hadn't healed, and today had drained his energy. He needed rest.

one spoke again; silence enveloped

knows how

heard a rustling sound-an

toward it and his face

remembered that although she wasn't injured, she had someone else's blood on her. The snake must have been attracted by the scent of blood. In the darkness, under the moonlight, it was hard

Joyce sensed it too.

all over but

quickly whispered, "Don't move. If you

voice was tense; he could vaguely see the snake crawling up her waist

you. What if it's venomous?" Clint's eyebrows knitted tightly

later." Joyce's voice trembled; she was actually very scared. This disgusting creature induced a physical fear in her. She watched helplessly as the snake crawled onto her arm and coiled around her shoulder, raising its head as if ready to bite her neck at any

move;

Her heart tightened sharply.

snake raised its head, Joyce closed her eyes, bracing for

she felt

came to her

a

eyes abruptly and saw Clint's hand reaching over, grabbing the

with a gunshot ringing out, Clint withdrew his

the gap between their rocks and hit a branch not far from them, shattering

Get

behind them, sending

leaned against the rock without moving

the gunfire ceased and silence returned

exhaled deeply and then turned her head to scold him, "You're crazy! If it

wouldn't make it until dawn." He was immensely relieved that he had grabbed it in time; otherwise, would she still be alive if tha venomous snake bit

his voice-along with hoarseness and pain. Something

shot?" she asked in

hit in

hit

deny it;

out on his back.