You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

"How did you get away?" Joyce wondered how Justin was able to escape from Derrick when he was in a wheelchair and unable to

walk.

"Because the man Derrick sent to spy onwas once in debt to me. When his mother was seriously ill, | helped them and his

mother finally survived. He couldn't stand Derrick's insane competition for power and sentaway secretly and falsely claimed to

Derrick that he had placedunder house arrest. After | escaped, | realized there was more to it than that and had to get my act

together to find out the truth about what happened. | contacted an old friend and asked him to secretly helpget to Mufron for

surgery. The surgery went smoothly, and while | was recovering, | worked on my daily rehab, trying to get back to my feet, and

using my contacts to investigate Derrick. Now | had all the evidence for the two years. | was in Mufron, quietly waiting for the right

time. Finally, with all the evidence in hand, | appeared in front of Derrick and my father at the board meeting for the change of the

heir, and exposed all his schemes on the spot. | dealt him the ultimate blow. In the aftermath, Derrick had to quit the Henderson

family bank, but of course | wouldn't let him go to jail because he is my brother and | have to protect the honor of the Henderson

family."

Justin finished; his bright eyes full of apologies.

"After | returned home, I've been following your news, | know everything you've suffered, but | don't have the face to see you. |

missed you too much, and I've been looking for the right tto appear in front of you again."

Joyce listened and took a deep breath.

She felt a sense of relief when she was clear about the past, and even the air around her felt extra fresh.

She tried to pull her hand back from Justin's grasp, but Justin held on to her firmly.

"Joyce, | have set up my own financial and venture capital company and have separated myself from the Henderson family bank.

From now on, | will not be subject to anyone, much less to the Henderson family, so rest assured that the pain you once suffered

will never happen again." He said solemnly.

Joyce sighed lightly, "Justin, in fact, the night before the World Shooting Championships, | agreed to meet with you, and | actually

wanted to talk to you clearly. | hope you can understand that my feelings for you have never been love. It's just that at that t|

was being chased and you had an accident. | have not been able to say these words again."

Justin's eyes dimmed, and he couldn't have known better.

He knew it too well that she did not love him and the reason why she agreed to meet him was to make everything clear. And it was

precisely for this reason that he becso desperate that he gave himself up when he fell off the cliff and woke up to find himself

unable to move his legs.

He had no way to keep her around, and privately hoped to tether her in this way and keep her with him.

He hated his own leg disability so much that he was desperate to escape from reality, fearing that he would never be able to stand

up and let go of his obsession with her.

He made all sorts of big mistakes that even he himself could never forgive himself.

"Joyce, | understand. | can't forgive myself for what I've done. | can’t really ask you to forgive me." He let go of her hand, his eyes

revealing an unprecedented determination, "Givea chance to spend the rest of my life making up for you."

Joyce slowly lowered her head, "I have not resented you, so there is no forgiveness. You don't need to have a burden in your heart.

Although the truth of the matter is that your brother wanted to harm you, | am also responsible for all this. After all, at that time

you did it for me, and you broke up with the Henderson family for me, and only then could Derrick have the opportunity to attack

us. Anyway, since the day you and | knew each other, all the things that happened afterwards seemed just inevitable. Maybe that's

just our destiny. You don't have to blyourself, and | don't have to worry about it anymore. | think it's good for us to talk about it

now."

"By the way, there are two things that | should return to you." She opened her bag and took out two boxes, one large and the other

a little smaller. In fact, she had put them in her bag for a long time, always thinking of finding an opportunity to return it to him,

but she was hesitant, afraid that it would hurt him again. Since they had talked about it all today, she had no worries.

Justin watched as she pushed the two boxes in front of him, his heart "jumped" and he had a bad feeling.

He reached out his hand, trembling slightly, and silently opened the box.

Inside the larger box was his watch. Once, he asked the nurse to pawn this limited edition watch.

In the smaller box lay a diamond ring, which he recognized, of course. He had asked the nurse to buy the ring for him with the

money he had got from pawning his watch.

His heart sank heavily. To his surprise, today, she would return them to him.

Joyce pointed to the watch, "After you disappeared, | had asked the nurse about your watch, and then | got enough money to get it

back. | know that you really like this watch."

Justin pursed his thin lips. What she did for him made him more moved.

However, her return of the ring made his heart feel empty and uncomfortable. If she kept the ring, then he still had schance,

and now, she was even returning all the possibilities to him.

"As for the ring, I'm sorry, Justin, | can't take it." She said with a sultry look.

"Is it because, Luther?" asked Justin suddenly.

Joyce froze and didn't answer for half a second.

Was it because of Luther? Even she didn’t know the answer.

The surrounding area got even quieter, so quiet that even the sound of their breathing could be heard clearly. Justin's breath was

getting heavier and heavier, urgent and tight, making the surrounding atmosphere even more stagnant.

In the end, he accepted the watch and the ring, with a bitter smile on his lips, and said, "Joyce, this ring is too humble for you, and |

would have liked to have it back. | will get you a new one, and one day | will put it on for you with my own hands."

Joyce froze slightly.

Justin had also changed. He was much more mature than before, more spirited, more persistent, and more confident. After all

these things, he had grown up completely, and it was foreseeable that in the near future, he would make something great in the

financial circle.

"It's late today, we'll talk sother time." Eventually, Joyce spoke up.

"Good." Justin stopped pushing, he had said a lot today and it was tto leave her sspace and tto digest.

When Justin left, Joyce remained immersed in the truth of what he said about the past, and it was difficult to extricate herself.

She paced back and forth under the Eden Apartment to ease her frustration.

Unexpectedly, in the darkness, behind the big tree, a person cout of the shadows.

When she saw the face clearly, she was stunned in place - it was Luther.

What was he doing in Eden Apartment?