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Does she not trust me at all?
Stanley's expression suddenly shifted, becoming as dark as thunder. His voice, when he
spoke, was filled with a menacing edge. “So, are you saying that you will do whatever I
ask of you, as long as I promise to leave your father alone?”
Joyce's heart lurched as she experienced a feeling of dread.
However, she didn't regret saying that, as she had to save her father.
Jonathan panicked and immediately hollered, “Joyce, don't listen to him! No matter what
he asks for, don't agree to it!”
Joyce turned over her shoulder and gave him a tremulous smile before turning back to
Stanley.
Jonathan stomped his foot anxiously. “Come back, Joyce. We don't need to stoop so low as
to plead with him. I am ready to face the consequences of my actions even if it means
going to jail. I won't let you suffer on my account!”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe stepped forward to pull her back.
However, Joyce avoided him and took a deep breath. “Yes, as long as you agree to spare
my dad, I'll do anything you ask!” she said to Stanley firmly.
Instead of delight, Stanley felt a surge of anger and rage building up inside of him.
In the past, he would have gladly agreed if she had been willing to comply with whatever
he had requested of her.
Now, he couldn't feel any joy at all.
She doesn't trust me at all. Does she seriously think I'll press charges on her dad?
“Oh?” Stanley ground his jaw, his voice composed. “What if I ask you to abort the baby?
Will you agree to do that?”
Joyce's heart sank, but she remained unfazed.
Stanley looked at her intently, yet he could detect no trace of surprise or reluctance in her
expression. On the contrary, she seemed to be completely composed, which only served
to make him more uneasy.
What is going on? Why didn't she react after hearing my request?
Stanley was completely unaware that Joyce had been distressed two days prior when the
realization had dawned on her that he would likely take whatever steps necessary to
ensure her father would end up in jail.
She had known that he might ask her to abort her baby in exchange for her father's
freedom.
She was not fazed in the slightest by his request, as she had prepared herself in advance.
Finally, this is happening.
Joyce emitted a strangled, mirthless laugh and was about to concur with Stanley when
Jonathan abruptly punched the railing of Stanley's hospital bed.
Everyone present jolted in fright at the sudden thud.
Joyce stared incredulously at the railing that was swaying back and forth before her gaze
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmshifted to Jonathan's hand, which was bleeding. Her face paled as she shrieked, “Dad,
you're bleeding!”
She had no idea he would fly into a fit of rage at Stanley's request and end up punching
the railing until he was bleeding.
Joyce was so flustered that tears started pooling in her eyes.
She quickly grabbed a handful of tissues from Stanley's bedside table, pressing them
firmly against Jonathan's wound.
Despite her best efforts, Joyce was unable to stop the bleeding as the graze was too
serious. The tissues soon became stained with blood.
Joyce burst out crying. “Dad, I'll ask the doctor to dress your wound. Wait for me.”
She tossed away the tissues she was holding and rushed out of the ward to get the doctor.
In her haste, she forgot that there was an emergency call button in the ward that she
could have used to summon the doctor.
Jonathan thought that it was just an abrasion that wasn't serious. He was about to stop
Joyce when Stanley suddenly said, “Every ward is equipped with a first-aid kit. There's no
need to get the doctor to dress such a minor wound. You can do it yourself.”
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