Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1677

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 name was Darrin, just a bodyguard. What was he so arrogant about? She was the captain of the prestigious Royal Rohomes Guard.

But he did have some skills. 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, come and help me look, too. I don't know what to choose. Grizela said she doesn't know either."

Reuben bent down and patted Kiki's head. "Alright. But I 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? I 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.