Chapter 380


    Natalie reached for Joyce’s hands and patted them. She reassured Joyce that everything was okay and


    that she would resolve everything tomorrow.


    “You have a n?” Stanley’s sses glinted in the light.


    Natalie nodded sightly. “That’s right.”


    “What’s the n?” Joyce asked, sparkling with curiosity.


    A secretive smile curved on Natalie’s face. “You’ll know tomorrow morning.”


    Seeing that she refused to spill it, Joyce shared a look with Stanley and didn’t dwell on the topic


    anymore.


    Time passed quickly. It was already noon.


    Natalie invited the two to stay a bit longer. She nned to serve them lunch before letting them return to


    the hospital.


    Joyce and Stanley had no objections to this, and they both nodded in agreement.


    Afterward, Joyce apanied Natalie to cook in the kitchen whilst Stanley stayed in the living room


    alone.


    He looked at the bouquet of obnoxiously red roses on the coffee table before him. It was as if they


    scorched like sun rays into his eyes, blinding him. Feeling overwhelmed with a shing pain, he swiped


    at the roses.


    Kshhhhk!


    In the kitchen, Natalie and Joyce heard a ss-shattering noise that sounded like it came from the living


    room. They immediately dropped the vegetables they were washing.


    “What was that?” Joyce questioned as she stared at the kitchen door.


    Natalie shook her head. “I don’t know, but it sounds like something broke.”


    “We’d better go check,” Joyce stated. She wiped her wet hands on her apron before walking out of the


    kitchen.


    Natalie followed suit and went out with her.


    However, as soon as they left the kitchen, they saw Stanley lying on the ground. Around him were


    shards of various sizes that broke from their ss cups earlier.


    The thing that had unfortunately suffered the most were the roses. The bouquet that Shane had given


    Natalie was currently squashed underneath Stanley’s body. The rosebuds were ttened, and their


    petals scattered all over the floor.


    The bouquet was utterly destroyed.


    “Stanley, are you okay?” Joyce’s expression changed to worry at the sight of him on the ground. She


    hurried over to help him get up.


    Natalie also rushed to his aid.


    Together, they moved him back onto the sofa.


    Stanley, who had sat down now, looked at Natalie feeling embarrassed. “I’m sorry for causing you


    trouble, Nat. I’ve even broken your cups and ruined your flowers…”


    Natalie nced at the rumpled bouquet on the floor. She would be lying if she said it didn’t upset her.


    After all, the roses were a gift from Shane.


    But even so, she couldn’t me Stanley. She forced a gentle smile and brushed the ident off. “It’s


    fine. What’s done is done. They’re just cups and some flowers. What matters is that you’re safe. But


    Stanley, what exactly happened? How did you fall down?”


    This caught the attention of Joyce, who was picking up the shards. She paused and looked up at


    Stanley, wanting to know his answer too.


    Stanley chuckled bitterly and said, “I wanted to go to the bathroom but didn’t have the strength to get up


    properly. When I fell, my arm must have identally swiped the flowers and cups off the table.”


    “Oh, I see.” Natalie lifted her gaze off the floor and turned towards Joyce, who had cleaned up the


    shards. “Joyce, why don’t you help Stanley to the bathroom while I take these out to the trash?”


    “Alright.” Joyce nodded and went to support Stanley’s arm.


    Although Stanley frowned at her touch, he didn’t refuse. He allowed her to support him and guide him


    towards the bathroom.


    After a few steps, he halted and turned to look at Natalie, who exited the door with the crushed-up


    flowers in her arms. His lips arched into a shallow smile after seeing that.


    Joyce noticed this. Her eyes narrowed to slits as if she had discovered something awful.


    She waited for Natalie to leavepletely before staring at the man in disbelief. “Stanley, did you mess


    up Nat’s flowers on purpose?”


    Stanley’s eyes flickered, pretending to be confused at her question. He red at her indifferently before


    responding, “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.


    “You know what I mean.” Joyce’s hand retracted from supporting his arm. “Stanley! You did it on


    purpose, didn’t you? You were jealous that Nat epted his flowers, so you ruined them. Nat may not


    know your true nature, but I grew up with you! I know that you’re capable of such despicable acts.”


    “So what if I did?” Stanley rolled his shoulders back threateningly, withdrawing his arm that was still in


    midair. “You’re going to rat me out to Nat? You’ll tell her that I deliberately destroyed those flowers? That


    I’m actually a mentally unstable psychopath?”