Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 1276

Chapter 1276 I Will Get Her Back

Stanley didn't imagine he would see such a sight when he came down to see his patient off.

She was claiming how much she loved me earlier, yet she was leaving with a man. They were standing so close together that their shoulders were touching. I caught glimpses of them joking around. Is this how she loves me?

"Fake!" he scoffed and spun on his heels, returning to the hospital.

Stanley's hands were curled so tightly into fists in his pockets that the veins were bulging.

After a while, he uncurled his fists and shut his eyes to get his rage under control. Exhaling a breath, he stepped into the elevator.

Meanwhile, Joyce and the man had arrived at her car.

She dug through her purse for her key and clicked on it to unlock her car.

Two chirps from her car, signaling the doors had been unlocked. Joyce turned to the man to thank him again. "Thank you so much for sending me to my car with your umbrella. I would've been drenched otherwise."

"Don't worry about it. It's my pleasure." The man flashed her a gentle smile.

Joyce asked, "Oh right. I haven't gotten your name yet. I'm Joyce."

"Joyce, nice name," he repeated, then complimented her name.

With blushing cheeks, Joyce let out a giggle. "My dad was the one who named me. He wanted a unique name for me, so he thought long and hard about it, but he couldn't come up with anything special. Coincidentally, an actor on the television had called out Joyce at that moment. A light bulb lighted up in his head, and he decided to name me Joyce after that. That's how I got my name."

"Really? Your dad seems like a funny person," the man chuckled.

Joyce tucked her hair behind her ear. "Yeah, my parents have a weird sense of humor. You still haven't told me your name yet."

"Sorry about that. Your story got me sidetracked. I'm Justin Sutter," Justin introduced.

Joyce uttered his name under her breath. "Got it. I'll be taking my leave then, Mr. Sutter. See you around."

"Sure, bye!" Justin nodded.

Joyce opened the door and got in the driver's seat. She revved up her engine and pulled out of her parking spot.

Justin stood there holding his umbrella as he watched the taillights disappear. He turned and strode in another direction. His phone rang while walking.

Taking it out of his pocket, he glanced at the screen and saw the name on it. With a soft smile, he took the call. "Hi, Mom."

"Justin, have you found her?" A kind, gentle voice spoke through the phone.

Justin cast another glance in the direction Joyce left. "I did, but I don't think she remembers me."

She didn't have any reaction when she heard my name.

"It's normal that she can't remember. Both of you were so young then. It has been almost two decades since you last met her." She sighed.

Justin looked down at his feet. "Yeah, it has been almost twenty years. That's fine, though. She'll remember me in the future."

When he arrived at J City, he ran a background check on Joyce and found out she wasn't happy in the twenty years apart from him.

After she separated from him, she moved to another city with her parents and became the neighbor of the Quinn family.

Joyce's childhood sweetheart had switched from him to Stanley from the Quinn family.

Despite Stanley's horrible treatment, she still loved him.

Justin couldn't understand what was so good about Stanley that she couldn't move on from him. He wasn't kind toward her and had always treated her with indifference.

That's fine. I've finally found her now. I'll always stay with her and try to get her back to my side. She'll only have her eyes trained on me, and I'll be the only man in her heart. That Stanley is not worthy of her.

Meanwhile, Natalie was looking through the window of the Thompson villa at the pouring rain outside. Her worry for Joyce intensified. I wonder how is Joyce doing?