Within half an half, she arrived at the hospital.

Holding Connor, Natalie entered and called out, “Stanley!”

“Nat, you're here.” Stanley was sipping water through a straw. When he heard her voice, he struggled to look up and gave her a weak smile.

Natalie hummed in reply, walked over to him, and put Connor down. Then, she observed Stanley with concern. “How are you feeling?”

Connor looked at him as well.

Stanley shook his head, smiling bitterly. “Not too good. Now, I finally understand how patients feel when they lie in bed unable to move an inch.”

Joyce put the cup of water aside. “Stanley, don't move too much lest you put a strain on the wounds.”

“No.” Stanley replied faintly. His attitude towards her and the attitude towards Natalie were completely two extremes.

Joyce's countenance froze for a moment. The expression in her eyes sank and she kept quiet.

Observing this situation, Natalie felt apologetic. Her lips moved. “As a matter of fact...”

speaking, Joyce picked up

was stopped by Stanley, “Nat,

himself. She looked at Stanley oddly, “I don't understand, why

had been friends the longest but

time, Stanley's attitude towards Joyce was not so cold. It only

glasses reflected light so she could not see his expression on hearing her

the Rivers and the Quinns, so it's

widened in

had thought that it was just between Joyce and

was better for her not to pry as it involved their

understand.” Natalie

raised his hand to take off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, “By the way, Nat, I heard Joyce say that Mr. Shane handled

Natalie was startled when she

anything? Did he talk about the reason

failed which caused the car accident. Didn't Joyce tell you

saw that she really didn't know, and opened his eyes. “No, maybe Joyce

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