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...”

After speaking, Joyce picked up

stop her but was stopped by Stanley, “Nat, leave her

Connor aside and let him play by himself. She looked

had been friends the longest but she did not know how long they

Joyce was not

his glasses reflected light

between the Rivers and the Quinns,

widened in

that it was just

her not to pry

I understand.” Natalie

the way, Nat, I heard Joyce say that Mr. Shane handled the investigation to my car

she heard him

mention anything? Did he talk about the reason I met with the

was said that the driver was drunk and the brakes failed which caused the

she really didn't know, and opened

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