Chapter 1654

Chapter 1654Lowering her eyes, she began worrying her lip and wondering if the woman was right.
Could it be that I really haven't given up on Stanley yet? But how can that be? I've already forgotten
about him. No, maybe she's right. Maybe I haven't let go of my love for him. I've forgotten about him
and my feelings for him, but this process was not natural—it was artificial. That means I never truly
forgot about him nor let my feelings for him fade away. I've only suppressed them in the deepest part of
my heart. They're still there; they're just locked up in a corner. If they're still there, that means I still
have feelings for him. Subconsciously, I'm still pining for him. I just didn't realize it.
“Miss? Miss?” The woman waved a hand in bemusement when she realized Joyce was in a daze
again.
Curling her lips into an embarrassed smile, Joyce then said to the woman, “Sorry, I spaced out again.”
“It's okay.” The woman shook her head. “Miss, I don't know in what way your heart was broken, but I'm
sure it had to be a harrowing one with how tired you look. So, I won't say it's the best option for you to
rediscover those feelings. However, I hope you'll think long and hard about how you should handle the
sorrowful feelings you have trouble letting go of. Only then will you know true peace. Only then you'll be
able to move forward.”
“Thank you. I will.” Joyce stood up and cast the woman a grateful smile.
The woman was right. Even though she had forgotten about Stanley and her feelings for him, she was
still affected because of him.
Ultimately, that was because she could not completely let go of her lingering feelings for him. The memory of her body could never be erased.
If she did not confront it and think of how she should handle her feelings for Stanley, he would always
be leading her by the nose.
She would never experience peace. Even if she could not recall anything about him, the memories of
her body would compel her to remain confined in the past for an endless duration.
That was not something she wanted.
After bidding the couple goodbye, Joyce took a deep breath and walked toward the inpatient
department, planning to clean up the glass shards on the floor and take the opportunity to have a good
chat with Stanley.
As for what they should talk about...
Joyce pursed her lips and stopped her train of thought as she entered the elevator.
In no time, she was right outside Stanley's ward.
Upon lowering her head, she realized that the glass shards by the entrance were gone, and the spot by
the doorway had been cleaned.
A look of astonishment flashed past her face. Then, she lifted her head to look at the closed door,
contemplating. He can't have been the one to clean the glass shards up, right? No, no, no. That can't be. He hasn't
even recovered from his injuries yet. He can't do anything too strenuous, so it can't be him who did this.
But who is it then?
Joyce realized she had to enter to ask him about it to find the answer.
With that thought in mind, she inhaled and reached out to knock on the door. “Mr. Quinn, are you
asleep? Can I come in?”
Stanley was resting on his bed when he heard her voice. Immediately, he opened his eyes to look
toward the door as surprise flitted across his face.
She recollected herself so quickly? Nevertheless, Stanley quickly pushed aside his surprise as he
began staring at the door.
Even though some of her memories had been altered, Joyce would still be the same person.
Hence, he could somewhat guess what she would do next.
He thought she would be deeply affected by the conversation she overheard and would not return for
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