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Upon saying that, Jonathan looked at Joyce and said sternly, “Joyce, listen to me. No
matter what, you can't be thinking about regaining your memories. No matter how hard
he tries to convince you to do it, you mustn't fall for it. Do you understand? Once you
regain your memories, you'll suffer as you did back then. We can't bear to see that
happening to you.”
Joyce saw how anxious her parents were, so she squeezed out a smile and said, “I know.
Don't worry. I don't intend to regain my memories. I don't even remember what I was like
before, so if I were to regain my memories, I won't know who I am anymore. I like how I
am now.”
Jonathan and Caitlin felt relieved upon hearing that. “That's good. That's good.”
Joyce even held their hands to show how sincere she was when she said those words.
True enough, her parents felt more at ease after she did that.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMoments later, the elevator arrived on the ground floor, and the three of them left the
building and got into the car.
On the balcony of a certain floor of the inpatient building nearby, Stanley was standing
behind the railing in his hospital gown. With one hand on the railing and the other in his
pocket, he watched the car leave.
Once the car was out of sight, he turned around and went back into the ward. As he was
walking, he whipped out his phone to call Natalie.
It was nighttime where Natalie was, and a few people could be seen eating at the dining
table.
When her phone rang, Natalie reached out her hand toward it. Before she could reach it,
however, it was taken away by Shane.
Since Natalie's phone was next to Shane, he saw the caller ID before she did.
When he saw that it was a call from Stanley, Shane narrowed his eyes and took the phone
away.
Natalie was unperturbed when Shane took her phone because she had nothing to hide. I'm
not hiding anything from him, and I don't even mind if he answers the call.
With that in mind, Natalie urged her mischievous kids, “Hey, that's enough. Eat up.”
As soon as those words fell, the kids behaved themselves and continued eating.
In the meantime, Anders, who was in the crib nearby, could only watch everyone eat.
Fortunately, Lina cared about Anders so much that she was keeping Anders company with
a bowl in her hands, and Zaylee was by her side.
Shane then answered the phone and asked in a frigid tone, “What do you want?”
Stanley, who was on the other end of the call, stayed silent for a couple of seconds when
he heard Shane's voice instead of Natalie's. “I'm looking for Natalie.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUnexpectedly, Stanley didn't address Natalie by her nickname.
Although Shane couldn't help raising his brows in bafflement, he was satisfied. Stanley is a
stubborn and despicable man. Prior to this, I had already warned him against calling
Natalie by her nickname. After all, she's my wife, so other men shouldn't address her so
intimately. However, it was so annoying when he disregarded my words just because he
was my wife's savior and possessed medical skills. This time around, he actually stopped
doing it. It seems like he has finally figured things out.
A glint flitted across Shane's eyes when he asked flatly, “What do you want from her?”
As Shane asked that question, he threw a glance at Natalie.
Natalie noticed it and looked back at him. “What's the matter? Who's on the phone?”
“Stanley,” Shane answered truthfully.
“Why is he calling me?” Natalie was weirded out. I thought ever since I helped Joyce get
out of J City, Stanley and I were no longer friends. Why would he call me all of a sudden?
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