CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Since she didn't contact her former classmates in Astoria, they couldn't possibly have any idea about her whereabouts at present. In other words, they couldn't be telling Stanley about that. Therefore, he probably went over to Astoria for some other reason, not because of Joyce.

After hearing Natalie's clarification, Joyce bobbed her head as understanding dawned upon her. “I see. Don't worry, Nat. Although I've forgotten Stanley and don't remember that I once loved him, I know he must be a reprehensible person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have wanted to kill even his own child. As such, I wouldn't be so foolish as to simply tell others my whereabouts. At the end of the day, neither of us is a fool. I'm worried that someone will tell others about my whereabouts. In the same way, he knows to contact my past acquaintances to inquire about my whereabouts. I'm now hiding from him, so I'll never take the initiative to contact anyone else other than you guys.”

“That's good. I can rest easy, then.” A smile of relief bloomed on Natalie's face.

Joyce smiled as well. “Besides, it doesn't matter even if he does learn about my whereabouts. I'm no longer my muddle-headed self in the past, who loved him to the point of having no dignity to speak of. Right now, I'm hard-hearted and don't love him anymore. Even if he still harbors hatred against me and the Rivers family and wants me to abort the baby, I won't agree. Instead, I'll fight him to the bitter end.”

Despite her firm declaration, Natalie felt no joy or gratification. Conversely, her brows furrowed. “Don't even think of that, Joyce. You've said yourself earlier that you loved him to the point of no return in the past. Worse still, you only forgot about him with the help of hypnosis. So, can you really be sure that you won't fall in love with him again after meeting him once more? You can't predict such a thing. What would you do if that were to happen? Don't tell me you'd then revert to your past self?”

Despite her firm declaration, Natalie felt no joy or gratification. Conversely, her brows furrowed. “Don't even think of that, Joyce. You've said yourself earlier that you loved him to the point of no return in the past. Worse still, you only forgot about him with the help of hypnosis. So, can you really be sure that you won't fall in love with him again after meeting him once more? You can't predict such a thing. What would you do if that were to happen? Don't tell me you'd then revert to your past self?”