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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 653

Joyce was unaware of what Natalie was planning. “Nat, do you have some tissue?”

“Here.” Natalie rummaged through her pure platinum purse and handed the entire packet to Joyce.

“Thanks,” she sniffled as she extracted a piece to dry her tears. “Nat, I’ve decided to give up,” she murmured, keeping her eyes fixed on her feet.

Natalie gaped at her. “Give up on your feelings toward Stanley?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

Joyce took a deep breath, willing herself to suppress the inevitable tears by forcing a smile. “Because I’m tired. I’ve loved him for over ten years, and where has that gotten me? A bruised and battered soul with not much dignity left. I don’t think I can hold on any longer.”

Joyce spun around suddenly, gazing deep into Natalie’s eyes with her own bloodshot ones. “I can see it clearly now. Stanley would rather be with any other woman than me. He will never love me. That is why I’m giving up on him.”

Natalie opened her mouth intending to offer words of advice, but she could come up with none.

was certainly a pity for Joyce to give up on

hanging on, it would just be waiting in vain.

happened, Joyce’s youth would just slip by, clinging on to some

Natalie decided that it would be wiser to

path. However, the choice to let go might

you really made up your mind?” Natalie looked deep into Joyce’s

After a second or two, she gave a resolute nod. “Yes,

in the right direction.” Natalie nodded approvingly. “You have been out of touch with the outside world from living all these years with the fantasy of being with Stanley. There are plenty of eligible men out there, Joyce. Now’s the time to

I will meet other men and find one who is even

champagne. Natalie’s sense of foreboding came a little too late as Joyce yelled,

gulped down the entire glass,

which she had emptied her drink, Joyce’s face grew red as she choked

the embarrassed eyes of the onlookers, Natalie stood up and quickly escorted her friend

a lounge on the second floor. His

that moment, a middle-aged man appeared, handing Stanley a glass of wine. “Stanley. That’s you, isn’t it? The Stanley that the lady was shouting

the glass with a smile. “Mr. Peter, you’re a humorous man. I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I don’t

the man gaped

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