Oh, she is a lazy one indeed. Stanley's train of thought stopped as he caressed the photo on the identification card. He chuckled dryly in a gentle manner. For that split second, it seemed like his demeanor returned to when he was with Natalie all those years ago. Yet, at the same time, there was a sense of genuineness to his tenderness too.

“What a foolish woman!” Stanley muttered before shoving the identification card into his pocket. Then, he dialed a number on his phone.

Soon, an obstetrics and gynecology doctor from the hospital they were in walked in with a nurse.

“Dr. Quinn.” Like most people in the hospital, the doctor knew who Stanley was, for he was a famous and talented neurologist.

Stanley stared at the doctor's extended hand before putting Joyce's identification card down. He reached out and grabbed the doctor's hand. “Hello, Dr. Peter.”

“What's the matter, Dr. Quinn? Did you ask me here because of the woman who was with you?” Peter pulled a chair and sat down beside the hospital bed before peering in the direction of Joyce.


Not bothering to hide the truth, Stanley hummed in response. “I want to know the truth about her condition.”

Joyce had undergone a prenatal checkup at the hospital before, and Peter did it.

Hearing Stanley's question, Peter hurriedly answered, “To be honest, Ms. Rivers is not the healthiest. As she is weak, and she has a low glucose level, it is a miracle that her child survived until now. If Lady Luck did not smile on her, she would have suffered a miscarriage already.”

Stanley's heart tightened, and his face tensed upon hearing Peter's words. The situation was worse than he expected.

Peter continued, “Besides, Ms. Rivers is constantly feeling down, which is not good for her and the baby. If this continues, the baby will be gone even if she stays at the hospital for treatment. I've suggested to her before that she should adjust her mindset to feel more relaxed to feel happier. I told her not to overthink everything, but it seems like Ms. Rivers didn't heed my advice.”

Stanley pursed his lips without speaking. He knew clearly why Joyce wasn't in a perfect mood. The reason was him. Because of his appearance, terror and despair overwhelmed the Rivers family and Joyce again.

So even though Stanley didn't do anything to Joyce or the Rivers family, Joyce couldn't relax or make herself feel better.

The worry is constantly niggling her mind. She doesn't think I will let her and the Rivers family off the hook. To her, nothing happens to her and her family now because I'm hospitalized, and once I recover, I will take revenge on them. Hence, Joyce's mood doesn't improve as fear is constantly behind her back, filling her with anxiousness.

“Dr. Quinn?” Peter waved his hand before Stanley curiously when he noticed the latter was distracted.
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