You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1655 Familiar Names

Darrin was unhappy, "Commander, why do you always want to driveaway? | know a lot of things. | can operate everything

from helicopters to submarines. Although my marksmanship is not as good as yours, it is also first-rate. My anti-surveillance ability

is very strong, and | am also a hacker. | can easily invade ordinary monitoring systems and security systems."

Joyce held her forehead, "That's why | said you are wasting your talent. You have greater development potential if you stay at the

Capital. Perhaps soon, you can be promoted to major general. | can't give you anything if you stay with me."

Dewey intervened, "Commander, the incident that happened before made the marshal cautious, so he sent the most outstanding

talents to protect you. You shouldn't refuse. If it really doesn't work out, how about you stay with Darrin for a while? If you feel it's

not suitable, I'll talk to the marshal and switch someone else."

"I will never leave!" Darrin immediately spoke up, expressing his position.

The glorious deeds about Joyce that had been circulating among the warlords, coupled with seeing Joyce in person, made him even

more determined in his stance.

"In this life, | will follow the commander and never change." Darrin stood up straight, and his momentum was not to be

underestimated.

Joyce felt a headache, it seemed that she really couldn't drive him away.

She understood her father's thoughts. Back then, he mistook Charlotte as the heiress of the Heath family, and then chose the

wrong person, Ricky. Such mistakes cannot be repeated. So Ralph sent his most trusted confidant.

Although she felt that she didn't really need him, it was not good to refuse her father's kindness.

Joyce sighed and could only compromise, "Okay."

"Commander, | have sent a specially made bulletproof car for the warlords. It is parked in the yard. You can use it when you need

it." Dewey handed the car key to Darrin, "From now on, you are responsible for driving the commander."

"Yes." Darrin saluted.

Joyce, "..."

When would she need a bulletproof military vehicle in her daily life? It would be too ostentatious to drive it out.

"By the way, Dewey, do you remember the last words Otis left before he died? 'East, 53," what does it mean? Do you have any

ideas?" Joyce originally wanted to discuss this matter with Dewey.

Since Luther was not at home, and Dewey cin person, she took the opportunity to ask.

Dewey shook his head, "I have checked all the warlords’ related numbers, including satellite coordinates and geographic locations,

but | couldn't find any matching numbers. | don't know what it means."

"Well, | understand. Maybe we didn't hear it clearly. Let's forget about it for now." Joyce waved her hand.

"Commander, if there is nothing else, | have to go back tonight." Dewey said.

"Okay." Joyce nodded lightly.

Finally, Dewey left, and Mr. Arnold took Darrin to the adjacent annex to settle his luggage.

Joyce sat on the sofa and took a deep breath.

Anderson climbed onto Joyce and hugged her, "Mommy, you look tired."

Joyce hugged Anderson, "Mommy is not tired."

Anderson asked again, "Mommy, what should | call Uncle Xia in the future?"

"You can call him Mr. Hawkins. He is a high-ranking officer, not an ordinary driver and bodyguard, so you should show respect to

him." Joyce pinched Anderson's nose. Colonel, senior military officer, second only to Otis's rank. Several of Otis's capable

subordinates, Colonel Fanger, and Colonel Roselin, were also of this rank.

"Oh, | see. He said he is also a hacker. | don't know if he likes playing games. It's nice to have someone to play with me."

Anderson's eyes were shining.

Joyce, "..."

She remembered that she had important things to do and hadn't told Anderson yet.

She was going to Mufron to move Iris's grave.

This matter could not be delayed any longer.

She suddenly turned Anderson's face towards her and said seriously, "Andres, Mommy has something very important to tell you!"

Anderson had never seen Joyce with such a serious expression before.

He sat up straight and waited for Joyce to continue.

"Andres, Mommy is pregnant with twins this time. Actually, you were also a twin at that time, and you were a dragon and phoenix

twin. You had a sister who didn't breathe when she was born and died. Only you survived. I'm sorry, Andres, it's Mommy's fault. |

didn't protect your sister and let her die. I'm really sorry."Joyce finished speaking in one breath, and tears were already in her eyes.

Anderson was shocked. This was the first the had heard of this.

No wonder he always saw Mommy secretly sad when they were at Mufron. He vaguely knew that something had happened, but he

didn't know it was because of this.

So, this was the reason why Mommy never forgave Daddy?

When the truth was revealed, he couldn't help but tremble. It was as if he suddenly understood everything.

Joyce took a deep breath and touched Anderson's head, "Thank you for surviving. Otherwise, | really don't know what to hold on to

at that time."

Anderson held back his pain and comforted Joyce instead, "Mommy, don't be sad."

Joyce wiped away her tears and touched Anderson's cheek.

"lI gave your sister a nickname, Iris. Later, your father gave her a full name, Alisha. At that time, Iris was buried in Mufron. Your

father and | planned to take you with us to Mufron to move her grave. We will leave the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, got it." Anderson nodded.

He was full of doubts.

Iris?

Such a familiar name? He felt like he had heard it somewhere before.

Suddenly, he brightened up and remembered. Fair had mentioned it before.

She kept saying that her fake mommy brought a little sister, and said that she looked a lot like him. Yes, her nwas Iris! When

they left the kindergarten together, he wanted to see this girl named Iris.

Unexpectedly, he didn't see her and was kidnapped instead.

It had been a long time, and he almost forgot about it.

But, the Iris who Fair said looked like him, and the Iris who was his twin sister according to Mommy.

Could there be any connection between them? After all, the nwas the same, and they looked alike. Wasn't it too much of a

coincidence?

Anderson becmore and more puzzled.

When they arrived at Mufron, he must find out.

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