You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1654: The New Bodyguard

Joyce left the National Hospital, retrieved her car, and returned to the Warner residence.

As she entered the house.

She was almost stunned to see the living room filled with various clothing racks, with pristine white wedding dresses hanging on

them.

"Mr. Arnold, what is all this?" she asked in surprise.

Mr. Arnold smiled, "Mrs. Warner, these are wedding dresses arranged for you by Mr. Warner. He wants you to pick one."

"Wedding dresses?" Joyce furrowed her brows lightly. What was he up to? They had been married for over four years. Why would he

suddenly bring in wedding dresses for her to try on?

At that moment, Anderson walked out of the room.

He was wearing a pure white suit, with a black bowtie, looking particularly spirited.

"Mommy, how do | look in this outfit? There are a dozen outfits that have been sent, and | picked two, one white and one dark gray.

Should | try on the other one for you?"

"Hold on. Letmake a phone call."

Joyce took out her phone and immediately dialed Luther's number.

On the other end, Luther's voice sounded groggy, "What's up?"

Joyce paused for a moment, "Are you sleeping? It's almost dinner time. Have you arrived in Clarenworth?"

Luther made an excuse, "I was tired from the morning, so | took a nap in the car. I'll be there soon. I'll be back early the day after

tomorrow."

"Oh," Joyce responded, "What's with all these wedding dresses in the living room? It's almost overflowing."

"You can make a preliminary selection first. When | cback, we can finalize the style together. We'll take wedding photos as

well." Luther's voice on the phone was particularly gentle.

"Take wedding photos?" Joyce was surprised, "Is it necessary?"

"Of course! Not only wedding photos, but we'll also have a wedding ceremony. As the CEO of R&S Group, it's unacceptable for me

to get married without holding a wedding ceremony. We can't miss anything. I'll make sure everything is complete for you."

Joyce pouted, "I really don't need it. It's so troublesome. Besides, Andres is already this big, and I'm pregnant. | don't want to go

through all that hassle."

"It's not a hassle. As your husband, | should at least do this for you. | owe you an explanation after all these years." His voice

sounded slightly heavy over the phone.

Joyce's heart sank a little, following the tone of his voice. "Then, let's wait until the baby is born. How about celebrating the

hundredth day or the first birthday?"

"No, | can't wait any longer." Luther laughed, "Let's not talk about it anymore. I'll hang up now. I'm almost there."

After hanging up the phone, Joyce was full of doubts.

They had been waiting for so many years, why the rush now? Besides, he didn't mention anything about it when they were in the

Capital.

Did he decide on it after returning to Khebury?

"Mama, | think this dress looks really good." Anderson helped Joyce pick a style with a starry sky pattern.

Joyce touched Anderson's head, "Hmm, Andres, you have good taste."

"Mrs. Warner, please make a preliminary selection, and I'll have the bridal shop cpick up the rest," Mr. Arnold said with a

beaming smile.

"Okay." Joyce carefully made her selections, not wanting to disappoint Luther's intentions. She even tried on a few dresses.

In the end, she tentatively selected five dresses to keep.

The rest of the wedding dresses were to be taken away by the bridal shop so that they wouldn't pile up in the living room.

After dinner.

As the sound of brakes cfrom outside, it was not an ordinary car.

Anderson was the first to react. He ran to the door, took a look, and then ran back, "Mommy, it's a military vehicle."

A military vehicle?

Joyce was resting on the sofa and quickly stood up upon hearing the commotion.

It must be related to her.

It probably wasn't her parents coming to see her. If they were coming, they would have at least informed her in advance.

As she was thinking, Mr. Arnold led the guests into the house.

Upon seeing the person, Joyce smiled, "I knew it was you, Dewey."

Dewey stood at attention, saluting Joyce. "General, | have been sent by the Commander-in-Chief to bring you a personal lieutenant

officer."

"Darrin Hawkins, greetings, General!" Dewey shouted.

A tall and handsman stepped forward from behind Dewey, respectfully saluting Joyce.

"General, I'm Darrin from the Silver Eagles."

It was only then that Joyce noticed that there wassomeone behind Dewey.

Darrin? The assigned personal lieutenant officer for her? Joyce looked Darrin up and down. He had a handsand extraordinary

appearance. He seemed to be around twenty-five years old, slightly younger than her.

"Names Heath?" Joyce asked with confusion. "Are you distantly related to my father?"

She had never heard of this person before.

"I dare not claim any relation to the Commander-in-Chief. | was an orphan since | was young, and the Commander-in-Chief took me

in and namedDarrin," Darrin replied respectfully.

"Oh, | see," Joyce understood.

Dewey then introduced, "Darrin used to be in charge of the Silver Eagles in secret. He is the most trusted among the trusted by the

Commander-in-Chief. Now that the Silver Eagles are no longer a secret unit, the Commander-in-Chief has assigned him to you as

your personal lieutenant officer, ensuring your safety at all times."

Joyce smiled, "The head of the mighty Silver Eagles becomes my bodyguard? It seems like a waste. | don't want to burden you. Just

do what you're supposed to do."

Darrin, seeing Joyce's intention to refuse, becanxious, "General, | am willing to follow you. | am willing to go through fire and

water without hesitation. Now that I'm here, | won't leave."

Joyce glanced at Darrin. He was young but quite stubborn.

"Alright. But..." She hesitated, how should she arrange Darrin?

Mr. Arnold then spoke, "Mrs. Warner, there's an empty room next to the main building that can be freed up for..."

He paused and asked Dewey, "Il don't know how to address this officer. What's his rank?"

"Colonel, sir," Dewey replied.

"Oh, I'll prepare a room for this Mr. Hawkins. I'll go clean it up now." Mr. Arnold smiled and turned to leave.

Colonel? Joyce was surprised. He held such a high rank. She had underestimated him.

Darrin was truly talented to becher bodyguard. Joyce suddenly regretted her quick agreement earlier.

It would delay his future.

"Well... Darrin, would you like to reconsider? Dewey, find another colonel who is more than enough for me," Joyce said awkwardly.

"General, this is the Commander-in-Chief's intention. He might not trust anyone else as much," Dewey said with a smile.

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