Justin saw Joyce finish her meeting with her father and walk out of the box.
He stood quietly at the end of the hallway waiting for her.
Joyce walked up to Justin and smiled lightly, "It was a good talk, it's over."
Justin reached out to put his arm around Joyce's thin shoulder, but she avoided it without a trace and pressed the elevator button instead.
"My father didn't give you a hard time, did he?" He asked gently, his gaze always resting on her, unable to move away.
"No, uncle has changed a lot. He’s completely different from the impression he left me before." Joyce returned sincerely. It was indeed to her surprise, and she thought she would be humiliated tonight.
"Yes, I feel relieved that my father has finally given in after all he's been through. Joyce, you have not had dinner yet, I'll take you downstairs for a bit, I've already had it prepared." Justin raised his wrist and looked at his watch. Joyce had been in there for just about half an hour, so apparently her father hadn't had dinner with her.
"No, I'm not hungry, I'm a little tired and want to go back and rest first." Joyce refused.
Although the conversation with Garrett just now went well and there was no discomfort. However, knowing these things made her mood heavy all the time. She had no appetite and no desire to eat at all.
"How can that be, I see you often work overtime day and night, and you don’t even have time for your meals. After a long time, what if your body is broken?" Justin advised.
"I really don't want to eat today."
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