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Joyce lifted her head and looked at him. “If you were not, you wouldn't have been so firm
in asking me to abort him in the first place, and you wouldn't have let me use this child as
a quid pro quo just now, would you?”
Stanley pursed his lips. “You're right. I do hate this child, but if you insist on keeping him,
it's not impossible.”
“As long as I agree to send my dad to jail, right?” Joyce sneered.
He narrowed his eyes. “Of course not. You can keep the child, and I can also keep your dad
from going to jail.”
Joyce's pupils instantly dilated when she heard that. “What did you say? You'll let me keep
the child and also keep Dad from going to jail?”
Jonathan also stared at the younger man in disbelief from the side. “Do you have other
ulterior motives, kid?”
Stanley pursed his lips and replied flatly, “If I do, I would've started plotting long ago, and I
wouldn't have told you this at all.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis words made Jonathan's throat tighten, rendering him speechless.
Joyce grasped the railing of the hospital bed with both hands. “Are you serious, Mr. Quinn?
Will you really let me keep the child and also keep my dad from going to jail?”
This time, Stanley finally replied with a nod, “Of course.”
“But you surely have other conditions, right?” she asked as she looked at him.
She refused to believe that anything in the world would be that simple. Whatever good
thing only happens on TV. It doesn't exist in the real world. Furthermore, with him hating
me and my family so much, there's no way he'll let me keep the baby and spare Dad
without any conditions. So, he must have other ulterior motives.
She refused to believe that anything in the world would be that simple. Whatever good
thing only happens on TV. It doesn't exist in the real world. Furthermore, with him hating
me and my family so much, there's no way he'll let me keep the baby and spare Dad
without any conditions. So, he must have other ulterior motives.
Sure enough, Stanley narrowed his eyes slightly and said, “You're right. I do have other
conditions, but I haven't decided yet. When I've thought it through, I'll put it forward.”
Joyce breathed a sigh of relief. So he hasn't decided yet. That's also good. I was worried
that he might put forward other conditions that would make things difficult for me and the
Rivers family. Although I have no idea whether the conditions he proposes later will place
me in a difficult situation, I'll act as though I don't know since he hasn't done that. In any
case, I must save the baby and Dad first.
“Since you haven't put forward the conditions to spare the child and my dad, you won't
call the police, right?” she asked, hope evident in her voice.
“Of course. But for the next few days, you must take care of me here until I recover and
get discharged from the hospital.”
“What are you thinking?” Jonathan pulled a long face. He approached Stanley angrily and
glared at him as if he had done something heinous. He then grabbed the collar of
Stanley's hospital gown. “How dare you let Joyce take care of you! Don't you know that
she's pregnant? Are you doing this on purpose? You deliberately asked her to take care of
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmyou, then you'll torture her until she has a miscarriage. Is that what you want?”
When Joyce heard this, her face turned pale instantly, and she also stared at Stanley
skeptically.
I must say that there's a possibility of him doing that.
Stanley could tell what she was thinking from her gaze and felt frustrated and angry.
She thinks that's my motive?
He closed his eyes. After tenaciously repressing his inner frustration, he calmly lifted his
gaze to Jonathan. “So what? I merely asked her to serve me. It's not like she'll be doing
tedious work. Are you saying that this can cause her to have a miscarriage?”
“Serve you?” Jonathan scoffed. “Are you treating her as a maid? Besides, who knows if
what you said is true?”
“Whether it's true or not, is it wrong for me to let you take care of me and take
responsibility for your actions since you beat me up like this?” Stanley shot back.
Jonathan frowned and wanted to say something, but Joyce gripped his arm. “All right, Dad.
That's enough.”
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