CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Chapter 1695

Chapter 1695 I Might Leave Here Temporarily

Joyce nodded. “I know, don't worry, Nat.”

“That's good, then.” Natalie also forced a smile in response.

Afterward, the two chatted about other things before finally hanging up the phone.

Joyce put down her phone and looked out the window, letting out a long sigh. Then, she leaned against the head of the bed and closed her eyes, appearing to be half-asleep.

However, not long after falling asleep, there was a knock on the ward door. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Joyce opened her eyes and glanced at the door, saying, “Please come in.”

The door opened, and instead of the doctor she had expected, it was Stanley, the person she had just been talking about with Natalie.

Perhaps because of what Natalie had said, Joyce's heartbeat inexplicably quickened when she saw Stanley, and her eyes were a little diffident. She did not dare to look at him, so she simply lowered her eyelids to avoid eye contact with him.

Stanley did not think much of her behavior, as she had been acting that way, with her eyes downcast, whenever she faced him the past few days.

“Mr. Quinn, why are you here?” Joyce lifted the quilt, ready to get out of the bed to greet him.

But Stanley walked to the bedside, pressed her shoulder, and said, “No need. You can just lie down. I came to see you and have a few words with you.”

“What do you want to say?” Joyce raised her head, gripping the quilt, and looked at him. Her eyes were filled with a sense of confusion. She looked somewhat adorable, gazing blankly at him.

Joyce nodded. “I know, don't worry, Nat.”

“That's good, then.” Natalie also forced a smile in response.

Stanley's eyes flickered for a moment, and he reached out, wanting to touch her face.

But Joyce thought he wanted to do something to her, and a flash of fear appeared in her eyes. She quickly raised the quilt to block his hand.

Upon seeing her actions, Stanley's pupils constricted slightly, and his hand froze in mid-air, not lowering it for quite some time.

“You...” After a long pause, he finally uttered a word, but his voice sounded very awkward.

At that moment, his heart was uncalm and restless.

He could see that she was actually afraid of him just now. Her actions showed that she feared that he might hit her.

In her heart, does she see me as a man who would hit a woman?

Not to mention he had no intention of hitting her at present. Even in the past, when he disliked her so much, he never laid a hand on her. The only time was when he found out she was pregnant, so he dragged her to the operating theater by force, but still, he never hurt her.

He did not want to believe she could think he would lay a hand on her at the moment.

Stanley pursed his thin lips tightly, giving off an indifferent aura.

Joyce waited for a moment, but the slap never came. She realized something and slowly lowered the quilt, looking up.

Joyce could not help but shrink her neck a little after seeing Stanley slightly squinting his eyes with a not-so-pleasant expression.

It was clear that she realized she might have misunderstood him.

For a moment, Joyce felt somewhat uneasy and embarrassed. Her lips moved slightly, and she said embarrassedly, “Um... Mr. Quinn, I...”

“It's fine.” Stanley also came back to his senses, putting his hand down indifferently, and then changed the subject. “One day in the future, I might leave here temporarily.”

“Huh?” Joyce was taken aback, then asked, “Leave?”

“Yes.” Stanley nodded.

Joyce was overjoyed inside, but there was no expression on her face. All she showed was confusion and disbelief. “Why? Your injuries haven't recovered yet, and your bones haven't even fully healed. Isn't it?”

“I'm going to help Shane.” Stanley turned around, walked to a nearby chair, and sat down as he replied.

Joyce tilted her head. “Help Mr. Thompson?”

Stanley hummed in response and explained, “Shane and Sean are about to have their final battle. For Natalie's sake, I'll go and help Shane. In case Shane gets hurt by Sean, I can still save him.”

“I see.” Joyce nodded.

She was not too surprised regarding the duel between Shane and Sean. Because even she, an outsider, could see that the two cousins were mortal enemies. Although there was no conflict at the moment, a duel was bound to happen sooner or later.

And at present, it was just that the long-awaited duel had finally arrived.