Stanley became curious about his unborn child suddenly. He wanted to know what his biological child would look like.

To put things simply, he was curious about this baby, and there was nothing more to the story than that.

Joyce was unbothered by this, though. She didn't expect him to care for her baby. She only wanted him not to use this baby as a bargaining chip that he could use to exact revenge on the Rivers family. Everything else didn't matter to her.

Stanley looked at Joyce, saying, “All right. Go ahead with the hospitalization procedure. You got to get things done quickly if you want to keep this baby.”

Joyce nodded. “Okay. I'll do that soon. But then, it's late now. Mr. Quinn, are you hungry?”

Stanley lifted his eyes. “Not really.”

He didn't say no right away. Does his 'not really' means that he is starving?

Joyce rolled up her sleeves, peering at Stanley. “What do you want to eat for dinner? I can cook for you.”

Stanley lowered his gaze, seemingly in deep thought. After a few seconds, he lifted his head and listed a few dishes.

Joyce nodded as she was familiar with the preparation method of the dishes Stanley listed and that it could be done where they were, so she smiled and agreed.

“Very well. I shall go and cook now.” With that, Joyce walked toward the kitchen.

“Wait,” Stanley called out.

Joyce halted in her steps, turning around. “Mr. Quinn, is there anything else that I can help you with?”

He glanced at her. “Give me your identity card.”

“Identity card?” Joyce was stunned. She probed, “Why do you need that?”

Does he want to take my identity card so that I won't get to escape in the future?

Stanley watched the expression change on Joyce's face, immediately understanding that she had mistaken his intention. Speechless, he said, “You're overthinking this again.”

Joyce stuck out her tongue guiltily without speaking.

Oops! I can't help it. I've told him just now. He traumatized me so much that whenever he requests something, I will overthink the situation.

“Please change that habit of yours.” Stanley furrowed his brows. “You will suffer from mental issues if you continue to stress yourself out this way.”

Joyce lowered her head even further. She knew she was being neurotic, which didn't help with her health, but Joyce couldn't control how her brain worked.

It's fine! I'll try to get rid of this habit slowly.

“I need your identity card to proceed with the hospitalization procedure,” Stanley explained.

Joyce widened her eyes. “You're going to handle my hospitalization procedure?”

“Yes.” Stanley cocked his head nonchalantly.
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