“Screw off,” Natalie huffed, feeling both amused and slightly annoyed by Joyce’s comment. “You’re the one who can’t do it.”
“Do what? I’m not a guy, so it doesn’t matter. It’s different for Mr. Shane. Come on, answer me. How was it?” Joyce nudged Natalie’s shoulder with a devilish glint in her eyes.
Natalie walked into her office. “Nothing happened.”
“Nothing at all?” Joyce said in shock. “But you’re newlyweds! How could Mr. Shane bear it?”
Natalie sat down and started massaging her nose bridge as she replied, “He went to the hospital to visit Jacqueline last night.”
“What?” Joyce was clearly taken aback. “So he spent the night with Jacqueline?”
Natalie hummed in response.
“But why?” Joyce asked in confusion.
Natalie turned her computer on and started telling Joyce about everything that happened last night.
Joyce slammed her palm on the desk after hearing Natalie’s story. “What the hell? How can she be so shameless? She probably got herself sick on purpose to get Mr. Shane’s attention so she could separate the two of you!”
She knew Jacqueline’s tricks well. When Stanley got hospitalized, Jacqueline found plenty of excuses to come and visit him, so Joyce naturally came to know Jacqueline. She was also well aware of the relationship between Jacqueline and Shane.
Joyce was already fully convinced that Jacqueline had done it on purpose.
“Whatever. I don’t care if she did it on purpose or not. Let’s just leave it behind us,” Natalie said with a wave of her hand, clearly trying to change the topic.
Joyce pouted unhappily. “How can you just let it go so easily? She’s clearly trying to mock you. She’s trying to show you how important she is to Mr. Shane! I mean, she managed to get him to leave you to visit her on your wedding night! D*mn! What was Mr. Shane thinking? It was your wedding night, for goodness sake!”
Natalie leaned against her chair with a sigh. “They’ve known each other since they were kids and are also god-siblings. It would be even weirder if he didn’t visit Jacqueline when she was on the brink of death. So I could understand why he felt the need to visit her.”
At the mention of Jacqueline’s name, Natalie hurriedly looked over. Indeed, Jacqueline’s name was flashing on the screen.
“I don’t even know why she’s calling, but I bet it’s not going to be anything good,” Joyce huffed coldly.
Natalie smiled and picked up the call, putting Jacqueline on speakerphone. “Hey, Ms. Graham?”
“Ms. Smith, I’m not bothering you, am I?” Jacqueline’s frail voice sounded through the speakers. She seemed even weaker than usual, as if she would pass out right after speaking. Joyce could feel goosebumps on her arms at Jacqueline’s performance.
She hated nothing more than exaggerated weak and breathy voices. Look at you! Acting and trying to get people’s attention on purpose! she thought with a scoff.
If there wasn’t the possibility that Jacqueline could actually be weak right now, Joyce would have snatched over the phone and yelled at her to stop acting all delicate.
“No. What’s wrong?” Natalie asked with a faint smile.
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