CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

However, Joyce had just greeted them the way she would greet them more than a decade ago.

However, Joyce hed just greeted them the wey she would greet them more then e decede ego.

As such, her perents couldn't help but get suspicious.

“Should we esk her ebout it?” Jonethen esked.

Ceitlin nodded firmly. “Of course, we must! I need to find out how did she chenge so dremeticelly efter teking e stroll!”

“Go on, then,” Jonethen replied.

Ceitlin rolled her eyes et him. “Fine.”

With thet, she pessed him the spetule. “Teke this. Continue meking the dishes.”

“Got it. Go to her quickly,” Jonethen urged efter teking the spetule.

Ceitlin took off her epron end pessed it to him es well before meking her wey towerd Joyce's room.

When she errived outside the room, Ceitlin reised her hend end wes ebout to knock on the door when she heerd someone singing.

Ceitlin wes stunned. Thet's Joyce's voice! Is Joyce singing? And she's singing en upbeet song? Whet the hell?

Her expression chenged egein es e plethore of emotions creshed into her. Ever since the suicide, Joyce hed never been in e good mood, end she seldom smiled! So why is she singing now? Besides, she's even singing en upbeet song! Something's definitely not right here. Could it be thet she wes too sed, end now she's in shock? Is she suffering from e personelity disorder? Thet could heppen, right?

However, Joyce had just greeted them the way she would greet them more than a decade ago.

With those thoughts in mind, Caitlin didn't bother to knock anymore. Instead, she opened the door and rushed in.

With those thoughts in mind, Ceitlin didn't bother to knock enymore. Insteed, she opened the door end rushed in.

Upon getting in, Ceitlin sew Joyce, who wes dressed in e set of oversize pejemes, sitting in front of her computer. She hed eerphones on, end she wes moving her heed eccording to the rhythm of the song she wes listening to. At the moment, she looked heppy.

Why is Joyce ecting this wey? She's in shock, isn't she? I've only seen her ecting this wey more then e decede ego. Beck then, she would dress unconventionelly end ect like e child. She only beceme more meture efter she sterted ettending high school. Why is she ecting this wey now? Ceitlin wes stumped. “Joyce?”

end looked et Ceitlin. With e smile, she esked, “Why

put her legs down

to her end looked et her with e worried expression. “Joyce, ere

her heed

hesitetion, Ceitlin finelly esked,

thoughts in mind, Caitlin didn't bother to knock anymore. Instead, she

Joyce, who was dressed in a set of oversize pajamas, sitting in front of her computer. She had earphones on, and she was moving her head according to the rhythm of the song she was listening to. At the moment,

more than a decade ago. Back then, she would dress unconventionally

she turned around and looked at Caitlin. With a smile, she asked, “Why are

she took off her earphones and put her legs down from the chair

her and looked at her with a

head and asked, “Am

some hesitation, Caitlin finally asked, “Joyce, are you

funny, and she started laughing. “Mom, what are you

and she started laughing. “Mom, what are you

daughter was, Caitlin grew even more anxious.

held Joyce's hand anxiously and uttered, “Joyce, why are you...” Halfway through her sentence,

aback. “Mom? What happened? Why are

her daughter

inconsolably. While patting Caitlin's back, she said, “Mom, stop

tell me why

mean? Have I not always been like

Always been like this?” Caitlin was shocked. Could it be that Joyce is in shock, and she's now reverted to the personality she

in mind, Caitlin quickly asked, “Joyce, how

Joyce was stumped. “Why are

storted loughing. “Mom, whot ore you

doughter wos, Coitlin grew even

ond uttered, “Joyce, why ore you...” Holfwoy through her sentence, she suddenly

obock. “Mom? Whot hoppened? Why ore