You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1677: When He Becomes Her Bride

"Darrin, what are you doing?" Joyce looked at Darrin with confusion, unaware that they had just been in a confrontation.

"Nothing," Darrin awkwardly evaded.

"Okay, Miss," Grizela held Kiki's hand and took her to the adjacent equestrian counter to pick out the necessary items. As they left,

she couldn't help but glare at Darrin. So his nwas Darrin, just a bodyguard. What was he so arrogant about? She was the

captain of the prestigious Royal Rohomes Guard.

But he did have sskills. She had actually slipped up earlier and almost got caught by him.

She found an excuse for herself, thinking that there were too many people around, and she didn't want to be discovered, so she

couldn't fully display her abilities.

If she had another chance to spar with him, she would make him eat dirt. Hmph.

Reuben apologized to Joyce, "I'm sorry for the rudeness of my people just now."

"It's okay," Joyce waved her hand.

Darrin approached at this moment, took the items from Joyce's hands, and asked, "Commander, do you need to continue

shopping?"

"Yes. I'll look for a little longer. Wait for me," Joyce nodded.

Darrin glanced at Reuben and discreetly stood by Joyce's side. Since he was from Rohomes, he had to be cautious.

Reuben sensed Darrin's hostility once again, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. This man had been guarding Joyce closely, making

it almost impossible to get close to her.

His gaze noticed the bag in Darrin's hand. Among the shopping items, there were baby bottles. They weren't intentionally

packaged, so they didn't seem to be gifts. He glanced at Joyce again, who was carefully selecting baby supplies.

He was taken aback. Was she pregnant?

At this moment, Kiki ran over and called out, "Cousin, cand helplook, too. | don't know what to choose. Grizela said she

doesn't know either."

Reuben bent down and patted Kiki's head. "Alright. But | don't know how to choose either. How about this?"

He glanced at Joyce, then he held Kiki's hand and pointed towards Joyce. "She's Anderson's mommy. She definitely knows what to

prepare. Why don't you ask her?"

Joyce overheard their conversation. Her eyes narrowed slightly. Reuben had even found out Anderson's name. What exactly did he

want?

And just now, Kiki actually called him cousin?

She remembered that Luther had mentioned that the Bryant family had only two daughters. The eldest daughter, Kempley, had

never made any news and was hardly known to anyone. The youngest daughter, Torrance, had never married and currently

managed the entire family. Kiki was a test-tube baby.

So, Reuben was the disappeared eldest daughter of the Bryant family, Kempley's son?

He had half Pascaylia blood?

Joyce was lost in thought when Kiki suddenly ran up to her.

Kiki tugged at her sleeve, looking particularly excited, her feet bouncing on the ground.

"Wow, Auntie, hello! You're Andres' mommy, right?"

"Yes," Joyce crouched down, gently looking at Kiki. "Hello, Kiki. Did you adjust well to the new nursery? Do you want to choose

equestrian equipment? Auntie knows what to buy. Shall we pick together?"

Kiki nodded repeatedly. "Okay! Auntie, can you tell Andres to talk to me? | really want to be friends with him."

Joyce was taken aback. Were preschool girls this direct nowadays? They were talking about marriage at such a young age.

"Haha, does Andres ignore people? Don't mind it, Kiki. He has always been like that. I'll talk to him," Joyce coaxed in a gentle voice.

"Mhmm," Kiki nodded repeatedly.

At this moment, Reuben shrugged beside them. "We have a strong connection. Kiki likes your son."

Joyce's lips twitched. "It's just a friendship between children..."

Before she could finish, Kiki suddenly interrupted her.

"It's not true! | really like him. When | grow up, | want to be his bride. | want to marry him!"

Kiki's voice was sweet and slightly high-pitched, sounding more like a spoiled child.

Joyce, "..."

Children these days are really something. They talk about marriage at such a young age. She felt overwhelmed.

She smiled and touched Kiki's small shoulder, not saying anything. It was too early to worry about the next generation. Besides,

when the tcame, she wouldn't have any control over it. Kiki seemed stubborn, and Anderson had such a strong personality;

they would surely havetheir own ideas.

Reuben glanced deeply at Joyce.

It finally dawned on him that, because of Kiki, he had inexplicably becone generation younger than her. This realization made

him extremely annoyed. What the hell?

Joyce pulled Kiki along. "Kiki, let's go pick the equestrian equipment now, okay?"

"Okay!" Kiki hopped and skipped ahead.

Joyce followed behind and arrived at the H family's equestrian supplies. She helped Kiki select several necessary items, including

hats, riding crops, and a pair of suitable riding boots.

She couldn't help but wonder why Kiki's mother didn't cto help her daughter buy the necessary items for nursery school.

Perhaps she was too busy?

After quickly making the selections, Grizela took the list and went to the checkout counter.

Darrin had been standing by Joyce's side all along. Seeing Grizela go to the checkout counter, he looked around and said to Joyce,

"Commander, we should go back now. Do you still need to buy anything? If not, I'll handle the payment."

Joyce glanced through the items she had picked and shook her head. "No need. I'm done shopping. It's getting late, and Andres

should be hfrom school by now."

"Alright." Darrin took the list and went to the checkout counter.

At the checkout counter, he stood behind Grizela silently, waiting.

Grizela noticed someone standing behind her when she finished the payment. Intentionally, she let her bank card fall to the

ground.

Darrin caught a glimpse of it and quickly bent down, flicking his finger lightly to send the bank card flying in a straight line.

Grizela instinctively caught it, elegantly holding the bank card between her two fingers.

"Thanks," she shook the bank card in her hand, not blinking, and then turned to leave.

Darrin stepped forward to settle the payment, glancing at Grizela.

The two of them had already tested each other's skills in their previous confrontation, exchanging moves for two rounds without a

clear victor.

A slight smile tugged at the corner of his lips. How interesting.

After settling the payment, just as Joyce was about to leave, she suddenly heard a faint sound of a child crying, which caught her

attention.

Reuben also becalert. Where was the crying coming from? It sounded like a little girl.

Joyce followed the sound and discovered a delicately beautiful little girl crouching in the corner of the elevator, holding her knees

and crying, repeatedly calling out "Mommy."

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