Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Chapter 1270 In Denial

Refusing to believe Natalie’s statement, Joyce wrapped her arms around her head and shook it profusely in denial. “No! No! That’s not possible! They would never do such a thing!”

Natalie pulled her arms down and looked her in the eyes as she said, “I know you don’t believe me, but your parents weren’t aware of what they did either!”

“What?” Joyce opened her eyes and stared back at Natalie. “You mean my parents didn’t know? In that case, how could you accuse them of revealing Stanley’s parents’ location?”

“So… You mean they unintentionally exposed the location of Stanley’s parents?” Joyce asked while choking back her tears.

“That’s right. Your parents are ordinary citizens, so they weren’t aware that they were being followed when delivering the food and supplies. That’s how the killer was able to find Stanley’s parents.”

Natalie’s reply completely crushed whatever determination Joyce had in her.

she knew, her vision had faded to black, and

got up to catch

she asked while helping her

a bolt from the blue, and Joyce was panting

like forever, Joyce slowly sat up straight and exclaimed with a wry smile, “Looks like my family really did cause the death of his parents, after all! Heh… It’s funny how I kept looking for the killer in hopes of proving our innocence, only to find out that we were guilty

when she heard the bitterness in Joyce’s tone. “Don’t

my efforts throughout the past ten years?” Joyce looked at Natalie in hopes of

moved, but she couldn’t bring herself to get the words out of

attitude and misplaced blame over the years once I prove our innocence. Heh… Reality is often disappointing, isn’t it? Stanley turned out to be right about his accusations toward us! Sure, it wasn’t intentional, but the fact remains that we caused the death

you this because I want you to understand the situation and figure out the best way to deal with it. You need to learn to face the truth no matter how much it hurts. More importantly, do you still want to tell

know… I really don’t know…” Joyce mumbled while

and my family because he thinks we got his parents killed, but he doesn’t have any evidence to prove it. If I tell him the truth, however, he will know for a fact that he was right all along. That’ll make him hate us even more! I