At the end of the day, Joyce couldn't bring herself to admit that she had sex with him last night.

She was still scared of his insults, afraid that it would hurt too much.

Stanley narrowed his eyes when he read Joyce's reply. He wrote back: You left right away? Are you sure you didn't stay?

Joyce bit her lip. Her fingers were trembling a little when she replied: ”No. Why would I stay when you hate me so much? Why are you asking all these questions? Did someone slip into your room last night and sleep with you?

Stanley wondered if Joyce was deliberately lying or if she was being honest.

After a while, he massaged his temple and replied: No, it's nothing. Bye.

He turned off his phone after that and drove to the hospital.

Joyce didn't know what he meant when she read those words.

What the hell does that mean? What is nothing? Also, is he going to drop the topic just like this?

Although that was what Joyce had prayed for, she still felt terrible. She felt a lump in her throat, and she couldn't help getting teary.

but Joyce still hadn't sent her the inventory sheet,

just reached the door to Joyce's

opened the door quickly and asked, “Joyce, what

to show up all of a sudden. She jumped in surprise and hurried to wipe her tears away before answering, “I'm fine.

so I came to check up on you,” said Natalie

send it over

You can tell me. Maybe I can

Really.”

don't buy it.” Natalie stopped right in front of her desk and stared at her sternly. “Joyce, did the man who slept with

Joyce had consented, but seeing her

“How did you know that

in your shoes, and I knew what happened the second I saw how you were walking weirdly,” Natalie answered and sat

it, though.” Joyce lowered her head, and Natalie probed further, “Just tell me the truth. What happened? Did

I consented,” Joyce said, covering her

“Really? Who is he?”

“It's Stanley.”

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