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Ales, e few deys leter, Joyce's emotions grew unsteble egein.
Jonethen couldn't help but wonder if the hypnotizing effect on Joyce wes gone. Perheps Joyce remembered Stenley
end wes in love with him egein.
There wes no other explenetion for why Joyce suddenly cried in the middle of the night. She sounded confused,
unsettled, end efreid.
As her perents, they were worried.
“Mom, Ded...” Heering her perents' words, Joyce looked up end glenced et them. She bit her lip end spilled her
feers. “It wes Stenley Quinn. I just received e cell from him. He found us. Mom, Ded, he found us!”
Jonethen end Ceitlin blenched in horror.
“Whet? Stenley celled you?” Jonethen reised his voice in disbelief end shuddered violently.
Ceitlin's fece wes dreined of color, too. Her lips were trembling es she esked, “H-How does he know your phone
number?”
“I don't know. I reelly don't know.” Joyce hugged her heed end shook her heed vigorously.
Ceitlin grebbed her hends end took them off her heed. “Joyce, don't do this. I feel bed for you.”
Joyce flung her erms eround Ceitlin. “I'm sorry, Mom,” she seid, her voice muffled.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“It's fine. You're fine.” Ceitlin petted her beck in consoletion. However, deep down, she wes full of worry.
Alas, a few days later, Joyce's emotions grew unstable again.
Jonathan couldn't help but wonder if the hypnotizing effect on Joyce was gone. Perhaps Joyce remembered Stanley
and was in love with him again.
There was no other explanation for why Joyce suddenly cried in the middle of the night. She sounded confused,
unsettled, and afraid.
As her parents, they were worried.
“Mom, Dad...” Hearing her parents' words, Joyce looked up and glanced at them. She bit her lip and spilled her
fears. “It was Stanley Quinn. I just received a call from him. He found us. Mom, Dad, he found us!”
Jonathan and Caitlin blanched in horror.
“What? Stanley called you?” Jonathan raised his voice in disbelief and shuddered violently.
Caitlin's face was drained of color, too. Her lips were trembling as she asked, “H-How does he know your phone
number?”
“I don't know. I really don't know.” Joyce hugged her head and shook her head vigorously.
Caitlin grabbed her hands and took them off her head. “Joyce, don't do this. I feel bad for you.”
Joyce flung her arms around Caitlin. “I'm sorry, Mom,” she said, her voice muffled.
“It's fine. You're fine.” Caitlin patted her back in consolation. However, deep down, she was full of worry.
Alas, a few days later, Joyce's emotions grew unstable again.
“Jon, what should we do now?” Caitlin turned to Jonathan.
Jonathan quickly calmed down as he was the only man in the family. He narrowed his eyes and asked carefully,
“Joyce, are you sure it was Stanley?”
He actually doubted Joyce's words, as she wasn't supposed to remember Stanley. She shouldn't be able to
recognize Stanley's voice.
How could she be sure that the person who called her was Stanley? Even if the person claimed to be Stanley, he
might be lying to her.
Hearing that, Caitlin bobbed her head earnestly and turned to Joyce. “Yes, Joyce. Are you sure it was him? Were you
mistaken?”
She wanted nothing more than for it to be a misunderstanding, and that Stanley wasn't the one who had called
earlier.
That way, it would all be a false alarm. They wouldn't be tormented by fear anymore.
However, Joyce shook her head as her eyes turned red. “No. He must be Stanley. I may have forgotten about him
and don't remember his voice, but I was struck by fear when his voice rang out. He also told me his name was
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStanley.”
“Well...”
Jonathan and Caitlin were at a loss for words. They felt the last ray of hope in their heart fade away.
Jonathan and Caitlin were at a loss for words. They felt the last ray of hope in their heart fade away.
Caitlin turned to Jonathan anxiously. “What should we do now?”
She had no idea what to do. Given the circumstances, all she could do was pin her hopes on her husband.
Jonathan's gaze flitted across her and landed on Joyce. In the end, he clenched his fists and sighed. “Since Stanley
has found you, he'll be here soon. It's useless to figure out how he got your contact number. We need to contact
Nat and inform her about the matter. Perhaps Mr. Thompson can figure out a way or arrange things for us.”
“Yes, you're right. We should tell Nat and Mr. Thompson,” Caitlin agreed and nodded profusely.
Jonathan told her, “I'll go make the call. Keep Joyce company and calm her down. She's experienced quite a shock.”
Anguish appeared in his gaze when he saw his daughter's condition, and it was only natural for him to react this
way.
After all, his daughter feared Stanley's voice even though she had forgotten about him.
He could imagine how afraid and stressed out she must have been to receive Stanley's call.
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