Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 1187

Chapter 1187 One Night Stand

Joyce chuckled bitterly when she came to that conclusion. A single drop of tear rolled down her cheek before she unfastened Stanley’s seatbelt, helped him out of the car, and dragged him to a hotel nearby.

Sapphire Bar was a famous drinking place. As many couldn’t drive after drinking too much, they would usually go to the hotel nearby to stay the night there.

Joyce took Stanley to that hotel and got a room for him.

Inside, she tossed Stanley onto the bed and was going to get a warm towel to clean his face, wanting him to feel more comfortable when he pulled her onto the bed and pinned her down.

Joyce’s eyes rounded.

Stanley lowered his head and kissed her again while his hand ventured under her clothes once more.

Surprisingly, Joyce didn’t fight back as she allowed the man to take advantage of her.

She loved this man and had been in love with him since she was young. For more than a decade, her feelings for him had never changed.

But the countless misunderstandings that surrounded them had made it impossible for her to get close to him.

And now, Stanley was taking the initiative to approach her and kiss her. Perhaps this was heaven’s way of pitying her for loving him for over a decade. Perhaps this was her only chance to get close to him. In that case, she thought, why not just accept it? He probably thinks that he is with Nat, but he is kissing me…

Those thoughts prompted Joyce to close her eyes.

The next morning, Joyce woke up when the sun had just risen.

She ignored the ache all over her body and pulled her blanket away before picking up her clothes on the floor and rushing into the bathroom.

About ten minutes later, she came out of the bathroom with her clothes on. She tiptoed to the side of the bed and watched as the man slept soundly. She couldn’t help reaching out and caressing his face before retracting her hand. Thereafter, she grabbed the bag she had left at the side and left the room.

She had consented to everything that had happened last night, and it was a night she had stolen.

More importantly, it was her way of putting an end to her love.