With that in mind, Joyce stopped listening in, turned the water back on, and picked up her pace to finish washing the dishes.

Soon, she was done washing the utensils and the thermal food jar.

Joyce put everything into a basket and exited the kitchen with it.

Coincidentally, Stanley had also gotten off his phone call, and he turned toward her to ask, “Are you leaving?”

Joyce nodded slightly. “I'm bringing these back. I'll be back later.”

In order to take better care of him, Joyce got a visitors' room to sleep over at night.

Hence, even if she was going home, she would still return shortly.

Stanley lifted his chin and said, “Go on, then.”


“Okay.” Joyce walked toward the door with the basket.

Just as she opened the door, Stanley suddenly asked, “Joyce, would you like to regain your memories?”

Joyce was stunned by the question and didn't know how to react.

Jonathan and Caitlin were paying attention to what was going on in the ward because they were worried about what Stanley would do to their daughter. Therefore, they immediately rose to their feet when they heard the door open.

As soon as they stood up, they heard Stanley asking Joyce that question.

Jonathan saw red at once, and he shielded Joyce before he shouted at Stanley, “What the f*ck did you say, b*stard? What did you mean by that? Regain memories? Joyce doesn't want to regain her memories! Why would she want to do that? Why should she suffer even more? Get that idea out of your head, and don't ever bring it up again! Also, don't you dare reverse Joyce's hypnosis on the sly. Otherwise, I won't mind sending you to hell and meeting you there! I can walk the talk. Trust me! Joyce, let's go!”

With that, Jonathan grabbed Joyce's hand and led her toward the elevator.

Caitlin shot Stanley a complicated look before closing the door to the ward and chasing after Jonathan and Joyce.

When Jonathan let go of Joyce's hand in the elevator, he was still fuming.

Seeing that, Joyce merely bit her lower lip and kept mum. One could only wonder what was going through her mind at that moment.

Seconds later, Caitlin entered the elevator and pushed one of the buttons. She saw Joyce mulling over something, but she decided not to disrupt her daughter after giving it some thought. Instead, she shifted her gaze toward Jonathan and asked, “Jon, what did he mean by that?”

With a grim expression, Jonathan let out a cold snort. “What else could he possibly mean? He wants Joyce to regain her memories and suffer! As it turns out, he still despises us as much as before, and he was simply waiting for us!”

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