CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Chapter 1703 The Letter

Soon after, Caitlin withdrew her gaze and lowered her head to look at the letter in her hand with a hint of hesitation flickering in her eyes.

She hesitated, wondering whether or not to give the letter to Joyce. After all, she didn't know what was written inside.

If he wrote something hurtful, would I hurt Joyce after giving her the letter? But when he asks about it, won't he be furious if I didn't?

Caitlin rubbed her temples, feeling an unbearable headache.

In the end, Caitlin decided to give Joyce the letter.

After all, I've already made a promise, so it wouldn't be nice not to give it to her, right? At worst, I could watch her while she read the letter. I could comfort her anytime if her emotions seemed off after reading it. All right. I'll do that!

Thinking about it, Caitlin took a deep breath, turned around, opened the door and entered Joyce's ward again.

Joyce was engrossed in reading a book at the moment. Hearing the door open, she thought the nurse was coming in for a routine check and didn't bother looking up.

Upon hearing Caitlin call her name, she raised her head, looking at her in surprise. “Mom? Why are you back?”

to give you something,” Caitlin replied with a

is it? Mom, did

from me.” Caitlin shook her head, put down the basket in her hand, took out the letter Stanley

her gaze and lowered her head to look at the letter in her

handed the

taken aback, then curiously took the letter. “He wrote

about to go back, but unexpectedly, I ran into him at the door. I spoke with him for a

It was light and thin, but it weighed heavily on her heart for

ask him what he wrote?” Joyce took a deep breath and

head. “I did, but he wouldn't say. He just said that you'd know once you read the letter, so I have no idea what's

see.” Joyce nodded in

at her. “Aren't you going

suddenly sent me this letter, and I'm not quite mentally prepared for it yet. I'll read

true. All right. You should read it later. I'll stay here and keep you

and cook for Dad?” Joyce

Sometimes, the dishes he makes are even more delicious than mine. It's just that he's too lazy to cook. If I come home late, it's a good opportunity for him to be

laughed heartily. “Mom, you're so