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“It's not Mom's fault. I came out here myself,” Joyce answered.
Stanley, who was beside Jonathan, steeled himself against the pain from his back and
gazed at Joyce.
She's fatter now.
He was not passing judgment on her appearance. She had been pregnant and gloomy
previously, so she had lost much weight.
Now, her face had gained a little fat—she looked like how she was in the past now.
It seems that she's been living a good life after leaving the country and coming here.
Stanley narrowed his eyes and said hoarsely, “Joyce, come here.”
Joyce tightened her fists and stood rooted to her spot as she looked at Stanley with a
frown.
This is Stanley. The one I loved and obsessed over back then.
She had to admit that he was good-looking and that his appearance was of her
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However, she felt nothing for him now. Instead, she feared him.
She was afraid of him, and that was why she was unwilling to go over to him when the
man beckoned her to his side.
Nevertheless, her fear made her let out a sigh of relief.
The fear she had toward him meant that she would not fall for the man.
As long as she did not fall for him, it would be unlikely that she would return to the
suffering life she had had before she forgot about him.
When Stanley saw that Joyce remained unmoving and was staring warily at him instead,
his heart sank, and his face paled.
He was not angry that the woman did not listen to him; he was surprised by the look in
her eyes.
It was visible to him that there was no love left in her gaze at him—all that was left was
wariness.
It was as if he was nothing but a stranger to her, someone she should not trust.
Was Sean telling me the truth when he said she had forgotten about me?
That realization made Stanley paler, and his heart sank further down. He felt angry, but at
the same time, he was scared.
He felt as though he had lost something important, and that feeling made him ill at ease.
In a deeper voice, he called out again, “Joyce, I'm asking you to come over here!”
“I'm sorry, but I don't know who you are, so I'm not going to go to you,” Joyce answered as
calmly as she could after shaking her head.
Although she was afraid of the man, she would not let him affect her mood.
She knew not what would happen to her otherwise.
Upon hearing Joyce's response, Jonathan, who had been worried the entire time, sighed in
relief and smiled.
Good. This is good. Joyce didn't fall for Stanley again, and she didn't recall who he was
either.
Jonathan had been afraid that Joyce would fall for Stanley again, and that was why he did
not want to let Joyce out.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHowever, Joyce had shown him that she would not act the same as he thought she would,
so he was relieved.
As long as Joyce did not grow feelings for Stanley again, they as her parents would not
need to feel as wary toward Stanley anymore.
Joyce had been so in love with Stanley in the past, so they could not be too mean to him,
fearing that Joyce would feel bad for him. That was why Stanley had ended up hurting
Joyce so badly.
However, now, it seemed that Joyce did not care about Stanley, so they had no need to be
careful about their attitude toward Stanley anymore. They could do anything they wanted.
Jonathan put down the broom in his hands and raised his arm, then punched Stanley in
the face. “You b*stard!”
Stanley fell to the ground with a loud thump. The glasses he was wearing flew to the side
and shattered into pieces.
A beat later, Stanley held his cheek and shifted half-upright. As he had lost his glasses, his
vision was unclear, and he had to squint. It was then he saw the raging Jonathan.
Evidently, he never thought that Jonathan would get physical with him all of a sudden.
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