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Chapter 1689 Wishful Thinking
It was hard to say how long this silent dispute with Shane will last, and how intense the
process would be.
No matter what, Natalie didn't want to go through another experience like the first silent
dispute she had with Shane.
She had already gone through several times where she felt extremely insecure, and she
didn't want to experience it again.
With those thoughts in mind, Natalie buried her face into the pillow, inhaling the lingering
scent of Shane. Tears gradually pooled in her eyes.
Suddenly, the cell phone on the bedside table started ringing.
Natalie hurriedly lifted her head and grabbed her cell phone from the bedside. As she
looked at it, her previously hopeful gaze instantly dimmed.
Oh. It's Joyce. I thought it was Shane. As expected, it's impossible for Shane to apologize
or admit defeat. What was I expecting?
Taking a deep breath, Natalie tried her best to stay calm before answering the cell phone.
She didn't want Joyce to sense that something was wrong, so as not to make Joyce worry
about her.
After all, Joyce herself didn't know what to do about the situation with Stanley. Thus, how
could Natalie have the nerve to let Joyce worry about her as well?
“Hey, Joyce.” Natalie squeezed a smile at the corner of her mouth, trying her best to make
her voice sound natural. “What made you call me all of a sudden? Is there something
going on?”
On the other end of the cell phone, seeing Stanley already asleep, Joyce gently closed the
door of the ward and walked toward her own ward. She smiled and said, “It's nothing
serious. I just wanted to chat with you. We haven't been in touch for a long time.”
It was hard to say how long this silent dispute with Shane will last, and how intense the
process would be.
Upon hearing this, Natalie also burst into laughter. “All right, let's chat then.
Coincidentally, I'm quite annoyed today as well.”
“What's wrong?” Joyce asked with concern.
Natalie shook her head. “It's fine, let's not talk about that. It just makes me annoyed when
I think about it. Let's talk about you instead. After all, you were the one who came looking
for me. You must have a lot to tell me, right?”
“As expected from you, Nat. That's right. I do have a lot to tell you.” Joyce returned to her
own ward and closed the door, then lay down on the bed.
Natalie responded with a hum. “Go ahead, I'm listening. If there's anything you can't figure
out, I can try to help you understand.”
Joyce smiled and said, “All right.”
“Go ahead, I'm listening.” Natalie nodded.
Joyce lowered her eyelids and didn't speak immediately. Instead, she fell silent for a
moment before finally speaking with a somewhat complicated tone. “Nat, I feel Stanley
has been acting very strange lately.”
“Huh?” Natalie was taken aback. She knew that Joyce might mention Stanley, but she
didn't expect that he would be the subject of the very first sentence.
After collecting her thoughts, Natalie asked again, “What's so strange about him?”
“Everything.” Joyce bit her lip. “In my impression, Stanley is a cold-hearted and indifferent
person. After all, he dislikes our Rivers family and me. Although I can't remember him, I
know that with his dislike for the Rivers family and me, he naturally wouldn't have a good
attitude towards me.”
“Well, what happened next?” Natalie asked again.
Joyce's eyes were filled with complexity. “Then, something unexpected happened. During
the time I took care of him, his attitude toward me wasn't as terrible as I had imagined.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmApart from being a bit cold, he hardly ever said a harsh word to me. Moreover, the way he
looked at me wasn't filled with the anger and disgust I had expected. Instead, it was very
calm, and sometimes, there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes when he looked at
me.”
Upon hearing her words, Natalie's lips quivered slightly, as she evidently understood
something in her heart.
I've heard from Shane that Stanley told him about Stanley's true feelings.
Also, Stanley had already realized that the person he truly loved was Joyce.
So, what Joyce is saying now is probably Stanley's performance after facing his own
feelings for her.
“Besides his attitude toward you and the way he looks at you, is there anything else
unusual or strange?” Natalie asked with a glint in her eyes.
Joyce nodded. “Yes, Stanley taught me how to bandage wounds. Previously, my dad got
angry at Stanley and wanted to hit Stanley. But in the end, my dad didn't lay a hand on
him. Instead, my dad injured his own knuckles. I didn't know how to bandage my dad's
wound, so Stanley taught me. Stanley was patient throughout the entire process and
explained everything in great detail. Moreover, when I accidentally burned his hand, he
also taught me how to treat the burn.”
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