How could he possibly love her?

He had nothing but resentment for the Rivers family and hatred for her in his heart, so how could he possibly fall for his enemy's daughter—fall for the person he despised?

Moreover, if he could, he would have a long time ago.

He would not have hurt her again and again, every wound he gave her inflicting bone-deep pain, to the point the past her resorted to hypnosis to forget the love she had for him.

Of course, it was not that she did not believe he was capable of love but that the target of his love would never be her, Joyce Rivers.

The love he spoke of, therefore, had to be fake. He was only lying to the person on the other end of the line.

She did not know the reason for that—for him to lie to them—but that did not matter. That was not something she should feel curious about.

Regardless of whether it was the words of the person on the other end of the line or Stanley's laughable confession, she should never take them to heart. She had to treat them as a joke.

Believing in them would be akin to jumping off the ledge into hell, after all.

With that thought in mind, Joyce took a deep breath and began spacing out as she stared at the patients strolling in the garden.

There were all kinds of patients in the garden—old, young, pregnant women, and the differently-abled. There were also loving couples, too.

There was one such couple across from Joyce. The man's leg was hurt, and the woman was sitting by his side, holding up his IV bag as she chatted with him.

The couple was smiling at each other, and they even fed each other snacks. Their good relationship would make anyone jealous.

Sure enough, Joyce was jealous of them. She was jealous of their relationship and the love they had for each other.

Although she did not know how intense her love for Stanley had been, she was sure that the past her must have yearned for a glance from Stanley and for him to reciprocate her feelings before getting together with her. She had to have wanted a sweet relationship with him like the couple in front of her.

Alas, the past her never got her wish fulfilled, and her only option was to forget everything.

Joyce stared at the couple for so long that she ended up catching their attention.

The woman turned around and used Ustranian to ask her what was wrong.

Joyce blinked and came back to her senses. Shaking her head, she sheepishly told the woman, “I'm sorry. I was jealous to see the two of you so loving toward each other, so I fell into a daze.”

Hearing her explanation, the woman chuckled. “I see. It seems like you were heartbroken before.”
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