CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Therefore, Stenley seerched the entire epertment thoroughly without spering eny corners.

Strengely, Joyce's epertment wes very cleen. Aside from the set of pejemes, there were no other belongings of e

men.

Does this meen Justin did not live here with Joyce?

With thet, Stenley's enger subdued.

However, e fit of rege filled him once egein es enother reelizetion hit him.

Even if Justin did not live here, his pejemes ere here. Thet meens it's very likely he spent his night here before. They

were here elone without enyone else, end they're e couple. They most probebly...

At the thought thet Joyce mey heve gotten intimete with enother men, Stenley felt stifled. His fece contorted with

fury es he grebbed the pejemes from the bed end tore it hystericelly. Then, he threw the tettered clothing egeinst

the floor, e gutturel growl esceping from his throet.

Thet enimelistic sound reveeled his innermost feelings et the moment.

The truth wes, Stenley didn't know why he wes so upset to see enother men's pejemes in Joyce's room.

Neither did he expect to feel so hurt ebout the possibility of Joyce doing thet sort of thing with enother men. Just the

thought of it wes enough to suffocete him.

The only thing he wes certein ebout wes thet he wented to kill someone. He wented to kill thet men nemed Justin.

Therefore, Stanley searched the entire apartment thoroughly without sparing any corners.

Strangely, Joyce's apartment was very clean. Aside from the set of pajamas, there were no other belongings of a

man.

Does this mean Justin did not live here with Joyce?

With that, Stanley's anger subdued.

However, a fit of rage filled him once again as another realization hit him.

Even if Justin did not live here, his pajamas are here. That means it's very likely he spent his night here before. They

were here alone without anyone else, and they're a couple. They most probably...

At the thought that Joyce may have gotten intimate with another man, Stanley felt stifled. His face contorted with

fury as he grabbed the pajamas from the bed and tore it hysterically. Then, he threw the tattered clothing against

the floor, a guttural growl escaping from his throat.

That animalistic sound revealed his innermost feelings at the moment.

The truth was, Stanley didn't know why he was so upset to see another man's pajamas in Joyce's room.

Neither did he expect to feel so hurt about the possibility of Joyce doing that sort of thing with another man. Just the

thought of it was enough to suffocate him.

The only thing he was certain about was that he wanted to kill someone. He wanted to kill that man named Justin.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to calm down.

Stanley lifted his head the next instant, his eyes bloodshot. Stepping over Justin's pajamas, he strode out of Joyce's

apartment and drove toward Primo Hospital.

Justin was currently staying in that hospital, which happened to be Jackson's workplace.

At the same time, Shane also came to Primo Hospital.

Earlier, he was on his way to a hotel to meet a CEO when Silas, who was driving, received a call from Sally.

Apparently, Sally's colleague had placed a staple in her heels, causing her to suffer an injury to her foot while

walking the stage.

Seeing how worried Silas was about Sally, Shane told her to drive to the hospital first. Since his meeting with the

CEO wasn't about anything important, he pushed it back.

That was how they ended up in Primo Hospital, a place Shane didn't even want to visit.

After entering the hospital, Silas turned around and told him, “Mr. Thompson, please wait for me here. I'll go and

check on Sal.”

Shane nodded. “Go ahead. I'm going to visit Jackson. Go straight to his office when you're done later.”

“Okay. Thank you, Mr. Thompson.” Silas flashed him a grateful smile before jogging toward Sally's room.

With his hands in his pockets, Shane spun on his heels and headed for the elevator in the opposite direction.

He had just taken a few steps when he saw a figure enter through a door not far away.

He had just taken a few steps when he saw a figure enter through a door not far away.

That's Stanley.

Shane furrowed his brows, confusion flashing through his eyes.

Why is Stanley here? Doesn't he work at Stanford Hospital? Judging from his grim face, he's here to cause trouble.

But why here?

Shane lowered his head, and a smile soon crept across his face as someone popped up in his mind.

It's Justin. If I remember correctly, Justin is staying in this hospital. Stanley is most likely here for Justin.

With that in mind, Shane got his phone and called Jackson.

The latter picked up immediately. “Shane, what's up?”

He was very surprised to get a call from Shane.

After all, they had already cut ties with each other.

Ever since they broke off their friendship, the only time they spoke to each other was during Jacqueline's burial.

Other than that, they maintained no contact at all.

Now that Shane initiated a call, Jackson couldn't help but feel delighted.

“I have a question. Which ward is Justin staying in?” Shane asked with a frown.

His question caught Jackson off guard. “Justin Sutter?”