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Chapter 1697
Chapter 1697
Chapter 1697 My Thoughts
“You...” Joyce was stunned by his words. “How could you do this?”
“Why can't I?” Stanley closed in on her. “Shane has nothing to do with me. Why can't I just let him die there?” All content is © N0velDrama.Org.
“He's Nat's husband,” Joyce said.
Stanley spread his hands. “So what? Natalie is Natalie, and Shane is Shane. Natalie is my friend, but Shane isn't.”
“But, even if you say that...”
“No buts!” Stanley squinted at her, “Joyce, don't hold onto any false hopes. I am capable of doing these things.”
“You...”
Stanley placed his hand on her head, interrupting her once again, “So, be good and stay in the hospital after I leave. Take good care of the child and don't leave under any circumstances. Otherwise, I'll come back and if Shane really gets hurt in the end and can't receive proper treatment from a good doctor, will you be able to feel at ease?”
Joyce bit her lip, not saying anything more.
Could I feel at ease? Of course not.
Indeed, she had considered leaving the place quickly with her parents after Stanley left.
However, Stanley had cut off her path of retreat. He said that if she left, he would no longer care about Shane and leave him to die.
If Shane could avoid getting hurt, that would be ideal. However, if he does get injured and there's no doctor around, then he would definitely be in trouble.
In the end, if Shane were really gone, Joyce would be letting Natalie down. She would also have to live with a lifetime of guilt and remorse.
“You...” Joyce was stunned by his words. “How could you do this?”
Because of this, she dared not gamble.
So, I really can't leave. Do I truly have no choice but to stay?
Joyce clenched her teeth tightly and felt reluctance in her heart.
Even if she was unwilling to accept it, she had no choice. She couldn't harm Shane or Natalie.
With that thought, Joyce shut her eyes and said in a bitter voice, “I understand. Don't worry, I won't leave.”
Stanley knew that his threat had hurt her feelings.
But there was no other way. This was the only thing he could do to make her obediently stay.
“How strange.” Stanley reached out and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.
Joyce's eyes widened, and her body tensed up like a ball. Clearly, she had not expected that he would actually hug her.
Moreover, she, too, wasn't used to his embrace. At this moment, she didn't dare to move, making this seemingly warm hug feel a bit strange.
Stanley had no intentions of making Joyce relax either, as he knew she wasn't used to it.
He wanted to take it slow.
In the future, he would help her get used to it.
“Joyce, come here,” Stanley lowered his head and suddenly called out to the woman in his arms.
Staring at him blankly, Joyce asked, “W-What?”
Stanley smoothed her hair and said, “I know I've hurt you in the past, but I won't let that happen again.”
Joyce's eyes widened. “What do you mean?”
Stanley did not give a direct answer. “You'll find out later. Let's wait until I come back to discuss everything. After I return, I'll have a proper talk and tell you my thoughts about you and the Rivers family. Alright, it's getting late. You should get some sleep. I won't disturb you any further.”
After saying that, he let her go and limped toward the door.
As Joyce watched his retreating figure, her heart was pounding so fast that it felt as if it would leap out of her throat.
What... what does he mean, exactly? What does he mean by making me sad in the past, but it won't happen again in the future? What does he mean by discussing his thoughts about me and the Rivers family? What is he trying to do?
Joyce clenched her fists, and her heart was far from calm.
Perhaps she had already guessed what he wanted to do, but she was unwilling to accept it in her heart. That's why, at this moment, she couldn't quite understand.
In the following few days, Joyce rarely saw Stanley.
To be more accurate, she deliberately avoided meeting Stanley and hid from him.
After all, she was currently in the hospital recuperating, so she has every reason to avoid Stanley.