You Hit My Heart

You Hit My Heart By Kylie Stanford Chapter 32

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Suburban inn.Dimly lit, rosemary-scented room.“There’s only one room, sorry to put you to suchinconvenience tonight.” Joyce done with the check-in process and walked in the door with him.Theroom was not big, and the facilities were ordinary. There was only one bed, making it look like a lovehotel. Faraway from the downtown, it was good enough to find a place to stay.Luther sat on the edge ofthe bed with a medical kit he brought from his car. He took off his suit and unbuttoned his shirt.Joyceasked in a low voice , “Are you injured?” She thought he got injuried because he was protecting herselfwhile dodging bullets which grazed his arm. He was injured and still kept racing. It was not easy to doso.Luther blushed slightly, “It’s okay, I just need a break. It’s too far out of town and it’ll take too long todrive back again. I’ll have Aaron bring someone to pick us up in the morning.”The blood had dried upand the blood-stained shirt was stuck to his arm, and when he uncovered it, it was the same asreopening the wound. He couldn’t help but grit his teeth.Joyce rummaged through the medical kit foriodine, hemostatic coagulant, anti-inflammatory powder, and gauze.“I’ll do it.” She dabbed some iodinewith a cotton swab and wiped his wound.The wound was quite deep and the flesh on his arm was cutopen.He held back, with heavy sweat dripping down from his forehead.Gunshots, injuries.Joyce wassuspicious. she was also in a shootout last time and saved a strange man. That was how she lost hervirginity. But there were few major criminal cases in Khebury, almost none. Was it a coincidence that ithappened to her twice?What could be the connection between Luther and the strange man she savedlast time?“You always have a first aid kit in your car. You get chased a lot?” She asked tentatively. Shevaguely remembered that the man she saved last time had a gunshot wound on his leg, and shewanted to confirm it sometime.Luther closed his eyes, “Are you afraid? There are too many people whowant me dead.” He opened his eyes, and his gaze took was with chills. “Joyce, you’re such agoodmarks woman, like a pro.”He remembered that the last time Joyce played darts with Felix andMathew, she shot all three darts together and hit double.Not surprisingly, the one who wanted toassassinate him this time must be OGW.He remembered the day when he got the marriage license, hesuffered the first attack.Was it a coincidence that Joyce approached him at this exact moment and

married him under false pretenses? What kind of power could she have? He had to re-examine if therewas a conspiracy behind all this.Joyce was wrapping his wound with gauze.She listened to his toneand it seemed not good.Professional meant she was a professional killer? Oh, too funny.The paranoiaof the rich was re-occuring.She deliberately tightened the gauze with great force.The sudden painmade Luther grunt. Damn, this was a vengeful woman.“Luther, you are omnipotent. How come youhaven’t found out anything about me until now?” She voiced mockingly.The bandage completed andshe tied a fast knot. It gonna hurt him to death.She never called him “Luther”, which at this point justsounded sarcastic.Violently, Luther rolled over and trapped her beneath him, cupping her chin with onehand.His eyes were aggressive and the heavy breath sprayed on her face.He did send someone tocheck, however, her resume was blank for six years. Growing up in an orphanage, she made her sixyears exprience completely unknown after she left there.Two years ago, she skipped a grade and got aspecial admissions to Cunard University.The fact that he couldn’t find out can only mean that theperson who erased her past experiences was not an idle person either. Who could it be?Joyce lookedat him coldly.Sure enough, that she helped him wrap his arm eventually harm herself. She regreted andshould have let him cope with it himself.“Why don’t you resist?” Luther pressed his body down andclosed on her.