“It's not Mom's fault. I came out here myself,” Joyce answered.

Stanley, who was beside Jonathan, steeled himself against the pain from his back and gazed at Joyce.

She's fatter now.

He was not passing judgment on her appearance. She had been pregnant and gloomy previously, so she had lost much weight.

Now, her face had gained a little fat—she looked like how she was in the past now.

It seems that she's been living a good life after leaving the country and coming here.

Stanley narrowed his eyes and said hoarsely, “Joyce, come here.”

Joyce tightened her fists and stood rooted to her spot as she looked at Stanley with a frown.

This is Stanley. The one I loved and obsessed over back then.

She had to admit that he was good-looking and that his appearance was of her preference.

However, she felt nothing for him now. Instead, she feared him.

She was afraid of him, and that was why she was unwilling to go over to him when the man beckoned her to his side.

Nevertheless, her fear made her let out a sigh of relief.

The fear she had toward him meant that she would not fall for the man.

As long as she did not fall for him, it would be unlikely that she would return to the suffering life she had had before she forgot about him.

When Stanley saw that Joyce remained unmoving and was staring warily at him instead, his heart sank, and his face paled.

He was not angry that the woman did not listen to him; he was surprised by the look in her eyes.

It was visible to him that there was no love left in her gaze at him—all that was left was wariness.

It was as if he was nothing but a stranger to her, someone she should not trust.

Was Sean telling me the truth when he said she had forgotten about me?

That realization made Stanley paler, and his heart sank further down. He felt angry, but at the same time, he was scared.

He felt as though he had lost something important, and that feeling made him ill at ease.

In a deeper voice, he called out again, “Joyce, I'm asking you to come over here!”

“I'm sorry, but I don't know who you are, so I'm not going to go to you,” Joyce answered as calmly as she could after shaking her head.

Although she was afraid of the man, she would not let him affect her mood.

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