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With that in mind, Joyce stopped listening in, turned the water back on, and picked up her
pace to finish washing the dishes.
Soon, she was done washing the utensils and the thermal food jar.
Joyce put everything into a basket and exited the kitchen with it.
Coincidentally, Stanley had also gotten off his phone call, and he turned toward her to ask,
“Are you leaving?”
Joyce nodded slightly. “I'm bringing these back. I'll be back later.”
In order to take better care of him, Joyce got a visitors' room to sleep over at night.
Hence, even if she was going home, she would still return shortly.
Stanley lifted his chin and said, “Go on, then.”
“Okay.” Joyce walked toward the door with the basket.
Just as she opened the door, Stanley suddenly asked, “Joyce, would you like to regain your
memories?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJoyce was stunned by the question and didn't know how to react.
Jonathan and Caitlin were paying attention to what was going on in the ward because they
were worried about what Stanley would do to their daughter. Therefore, they immediately
rose to their feet when they heard the door open.
As soon as they stood up, they heard Stanley asking Joyce that question.
Jonathan saw red at once, and he shielded Joyce before he shouted at Stanley, “What the
f*ck did you say, b*stard? What did you mean by that? Regain memories? Joyce doesn't
want to regain her memories! Why would she want to do that? Why should she suffer even
more? Get that idea out of your head, and don't ever bring it up again! Also, don't you
dare reverse Joyce's hypnosis on the sly. Otherwise, I won't mind sending you to hell and
meeting you there! I can walk the talk. Trust me! Joyce, let's go!”
With that, Jonathan grabbed Joyce's hand and led her toward the elevator.
Caitlin shot Stanley a complicated look before closing the door to the ward and chasing
after Jonathan and Joyce.
When Jonathan let go of Joyce's hand in the elevator, he was still fuming.
Seeing that, Joyce merely bit her lower lip and kept mum. One could only wonder what
was going through her mind at that moment.
Seconds later, Caitlin entered the elevator and pushed one of the buttons. She saw Joyce
mulling over something, but she decided not to disrupt her daughter after giving it some
thought. Instead, she shifted her gaze toward Jonathan and asked, “Jon, what did he mean
by that?”
With a grim expression, Jonathan let out a cold snort. “What else could he possibly mean?
He wants Joyce to regain her memories and suffer! As it turns out, he still despises us as
much as before, and he was simply waiting for us!”
Caitlin grew agitated upon hearing that. “How could he?”
The married couple was livid, and they were both breathing heavily.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMeanwhile, Joyce was still keeping her head lowered and her expression hidden.
She knew her parents were angered by what Stanley said. In truth, she was also shocked
and furious when she heard those words.
I'm shocked that he wants me to regain my memories, and I'm angry because I also think
he wants me to do so, so that I will suffer. However, now that I've calmed myself down, I
can't help but think that his expression at that moment suggested otherwise. When he
asked me that question, he looked calm instead of malicious. Therefore, could it be that he
has other reasons for wanting me to regain my memories?
Just as she was deep in thought, someone gave her shoulder a nudge.
Joyce snapped back to her senses and lifted her head to see Caitlin was the one who
pushed her.
Caitlin looked at her worriedly and asked, “What's the matter, Joyce? What's on your
mind?”
Joyce parted her lips and wanted to answer her mother. However, Jonathan spoke ahead of
her. “What else could be on her mind? She must be thinking about what that b*stard
said!”