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No matter what, they couldn't let Joyce see Stanley.
Having reached a consensus with his wife, Jonathan took one step forward and blocked the
door.
Meanwhile, Caitlin spun on her heels and persuaded Joyce to go back instead of letting her
come out.
A mocking glint flashed across Stanley's eyes when he realized their intention.
They don't want Joyce to see me, huh? Ha! I won't let things go their way!
“Joyce!” he called out.
Both Jonathan's and Caitlin's faces contorted in unison.
How could he call Joyce's name out loud? He wants to attract her attention so she will
come out!
Jonathan couldn't stand it any longer. He grabbed the broom by the door and glowered at
Stanley. “Stanley, will you only give up after forcing us to our deaths? If you want to take
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtrevenge, come at us. Don't involve my daughter. If you insist on targeting my daughter,
don't blame me for retaliating. I'll risk my life to protect her!”
With that, he charged toward Stanley and hit him with the broom.
Stanley furrowed his brows in pain, but he didn't fight back. Staring at the door, he
declared, “Joyce, I'll count to three. If you still don't show yourself, don't blame me for
hurting your father.”
His words merely served to increase Jonathan's anger, as the latter hit his back again and
again harder.
Every hit he made elicited muffled sounds.
Behind the door, Joyce had realized what was going on.
Stanley is here and wants to see me. Dad doesn't want me to see him, so he hit Stanley
with the broom. However, Stanley is threatening me to go out or he'll retaliate. Dad's
weak. If Stanley fights back, Dad won't be his match.
Joyce panicked and started resisting Caitlin. “Mom, let me go. Let me go out.”
Caitlin shook her head stubbornly and refused to let her head out. “No, you can't go out.
Joyce, it was hard enough for you to forget him. What if you remember him after going
out? Do you want to suffer all over again?”
Joyce was startled.
She had no idea how much pain she had suffered previously. However, from bits and
pieces of information she had heard from her parents and friends, she had learned that
she used to be tortured and nearly committed suicide.
The scar on her wrist was still visible.
As Joyce spaced out, Caitlin took the chance to push her toward her room.
Soon, Joyce regained her composure and came to a stop. “Mom, I know what you're
worried about, but I must head out. Dad is still outside. What if Stanley takes action
against Dad if I don't go out? Mom, you don't want to see Dad getting hurt, do you?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCaitlin froze.
Of course she wanted her husband to be safe.
If something were to happen to Jonathan, she would be at a loss.
As Caitlin seemed stumped, Joyce added, “Mom, let me go out. Don't worry. I won't
remember who he is. I promise, okay? We don't know if Stanley is telling the truth. This
concerns Dad's safety, so we can't risk it. Dad is no match for Stanley. He's a middle-aged
man.”
Words eluded Caitlin, for she knew that Joyce was right.
They couldn't risk Jonathan's safety.
There was no point crying over spilled milk if Stanley were to take action against Jonathan.
In the end, Caitlin released her grip on Joyce.
Once Joyce regained her freedom, she rushed to the door and ran out. “Dad!”
Outside, Jonathan's hands holding the broom froze midair. He turned over his shoulder and
frowned. “Why are you here? Who told you to come out? Where's your mom? Caitlin, bring
her inside now!”
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