You Hit My Heart
Chapter 100

Mathew shrugged helplessly, “I wanted to tell you and I called you onemorning and our Mrs. Warner answered and said you were in theshower. Then you never return my call, so I assumed you didn't need toknow."

“You are..." Luther swung his fist, really wanting to punch him in theface.

Joyce vaguely recalled that she seemed to have received a phone callfrom Mathew when she had pneumonia.

"Besides, you can't ask your wife yourself?" Mathew bumped Lutherwith his arm, with a wicked smile, "You sleep in the same bed, whatelse can't you ask each other?"

Luther gasped and turned to glare at Joyce, questioning, "How comeyou never mentioned that.”

Joyce laughed lightly, her smile bright and beautiful, "Come on, youdidn't ask either, huh? What? Did you ever suspect me of being akiller?"

"You!" Luther was defeated by the retort, yes he damn well did suspecther of being an assassin, "So all the six years you had your historyerased and went to some shooting training?"

“You could say that. What else could it be? Could I go to some killertraining camp?” Joyce graciously admitted everything since shethought there was no need to hide it.

"..." Luther felt helpless when he heard her retorts.

"So, Joyce, why did you disappear in the middle of the World ShootingChampionships?" Mathew went back to the original question, a doubtthat had plagued him for a long time since he found out.

"I..." The question touched the deepest and most painful wound inJoyce's heart.

She went silent. It was well in the past already. Yet when she thoughtabout it suddenly, she just found that it still hurt so bad, and the painwas not even any less severe with the passage of time.

The scars were uncovered again, and surprisingly, the blood was stillflowing inside, not healing at all.

The day of the final was also the day Justin broke both legs ...

She didn’t want to think back on what she went through that day.

She suddenly felt pain in her chest and pressed her hands tightlyagainst her chest, gasping for breath.

Knowing that she had lost her manners, she hurriedly turned her faceto the side to calm her jumbled heartbeat.

Felix knew she did not look very well, and he could see that Joyce musthave something she didn't want to talk about. He nudged Mathew, andgave him a wink, indicating that he should not pursue the question.Luther stood still, his mind whirling.

It felt like everything was converging into one line.

World Shooting Championships was exactly two years ago.

Two years ago Joyce skipped a grade to get into the University ofConard.

Two years ago Justin disappeared.

All the same, everything happened two years ago. These things musthave been related.

Luther suddenly asked, "Felix, the Saunders family was the biggestsponsor behind the World Shooting Championships two years ago,right?"

He paused. Although he was asking Felix, his eagle-like gaze was fixedon Joyce, as the words burst out from between his teeth, "Or, was itJAXAH Corporation Bank?"

Felix froze for a moment. Why would Luther suddenly ask about this?His family sponsored so many events, how could he remembereverything clearly, and it had been two years.

"Yes, JAXAH Corporation Bank."

Luther's question was answered.

By Joyce.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, opened them again, andrepeated, "It's JAXAH Corporation Bank."

Luther's handsome face instantly turned iron. He snorted and his voicewas extremely cold, "The sponsor's son, and the champion, so that'show you know each other?"

In the end, between her and Justin, was all about the clichéd story ofthe son of a rich family and a Cinderella who just fell in love at firstsight.