Chapter 1653How could he possibly love her?
He had nothing but resentment for the Rivers family and hatred for her in his heart, so how could he
possibly fall for his enemy's daughter—fall for the person he despised?
Moreover, if he could, he would have a long time ago.
He would not have hurt her again and again, every wound he gave her inflicting bone-deep pain, to the
point the past her resorted to hypnosis to forget the love she had for him.
Of course, it was not that she did not believe he was capable of love but that the target of his love
would never be her, Joyce Rivers.
The love he spoke of, therefore, had to be fake. He was only lying to the person on the other end of the
line.
She did not know the reason for that—for him to lie to them—but that did not matter. That was not
something she should feel curious about.
Regardless of whether it was the words of the person on the other end of the line or Stanley's
laughable confession, she should never take them to heart. She had to treat them as a joke.
Believing in them would be akin to jumping off the ledge into hell, after all.
With that thought in mind, Joyce took a deep breath and began spacing out as she stared at the
patients strolling in the garden. noveldramaThere were all kinds of patients in the garden—old, young, pregnant women, and the differently-abled.
There were also loving couples, too.
There was one such couple across from Joyce. The man's leg was hurt, and the woman was sitting by
his side, holding up his IV bag as she chatted with him.
The couple was smiling at each other, and they even fed each other snacks. Their good relationship
would make anyone jealous.
Sure enough, Joyce was jealous of them. She was jealous of their relationship and the love they had
for each other.
Although she did not know how intense her love for Stanley had been, she was sure that the past her
must have yearned for a glance from Stanley and for him to reciprocate her feelings before getting
together with her. She had to have wanted a sweet relationship with him like the couple in front of her.
Alas, the past her never got her wish fulfilled, and her only option was to forget everything.
Joyce stared at the couple for so long that she ended up catching their attention.
The woman turned around and used Ustranian to ask her what was wrong.
Joyce blinked and came back to her senses. Shaking her head, she sheepishly told the woman, “I'm
sorry. I was jealous to see the two of you so loving toward each other, so I fell into a daze.”
Hearing her explanation, the woman chuckled. “I see. It seems like you were heartbroken before.” Joyce froze for a second before curiously asking, “How did you know?”
The woman chuckled again. “I can tell. Moreover, it's written all over your face. I have a friend whose
heart had been broken before, and he likes staring at other couples too. His eyes would be filled with
envy, just like how yours were earlier.”
“I see.” Joyce nodded in understanding before flashing the other woman a smile. “Sorry to have
disturbed you.”
“It's fine, it's fine,” the woman reassured. “I can understand how you feel, miss. You haven't let go of
your love yet, have you?”
Joyce blinked in surprise. “Why would you say that?”
I haven't let go of my love for him yet? How can that be? I've already forgotten about Stanley and my
feelings for him. I've let go of my love. This lady must be joking with me, was what Joyce thought.
However, the woman in front of her explained, “It's because of the envy in your eyes. If you've really let
go of your love, you wouldn't feel that when you see us. Love that you give up because of heartbreak
will make you feel averse toward love, not jealous of it. Jealousy means that you're still clinging to your
past love and have yet to set yourself free.”
Joyce parted her lips to retort that it was not true, but somehow, she simply could not force the words
out of her mouth.