Chapter 743


    She was too nervous and forgot about it when Martin stared at her. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I was too


    nervous.


    She took off the gloves in her hands and threw them into the garbage can, then re-disinfected her


    hands and put on a new pair of gloves before returning to her post.


    Martin looked at her neat action, and his brows gradually eased up. Joyce was capable and had never


    made mistakes at work. But she had been absentmindedtely.


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    Martin raised an eyebrow. “Stop what you are doing now. Have you had something going ontely?


    You look upset.”


    Joyce looked at the dark-haired teenager. Thinking of what her father had told her, she smiled with just


    the right amount of distress on her face. “Just something happened at home.”


    Joyce’s father med her for the McCarthy family’s failure to win the tenderst time.


    But Joyce knew Martin did not like to hear peopleining all the time, so she had never vented


    her frustration in front of him for the past few days.


    She was depressed inside but pretended to be nonchnt outside. “Don’t worry. Nothing big deal.”


    Martin looked at her, not too convinced. “Really?”


    Joyce nodded, but deep down inside, she hoped he would continue asking. She wanted to tell him


    about her family’s situation and see if he could help.


    To her surprise, Martin’s expression changed upon seeing her nod her head. He looked at her with his


    arms crossed. “Then never make such a low-level mistake again. Or else, get the hell out of myb.”


    He yelled at her callously.


    Martin’s greatest concern was his research, for which he would tolerate no one.


    Even though Joyce had been his best partner and ssmate, it was not impossible to rece her if she


    kept being absentminded again. She was dispensable.


    Joyce was stunned, her expression crashing. Things did not turn out quite the same as she had


    imagined.


    Martin could no longer bear it when he saw her rooted to the spot. “Do you want to leave now? Get


    back to work right away.”


    Joyce had always thought that she and Martin were the tag team of San Joto, and that he would treat


    her differently andfort her when she had problems, not expecting that she was nearly kicked out of


    theb.


    She looked at Martin in disbelief. Seeing that he was not joking, her eyes quickly reddened, and she


    returned to her post without a word.


    There were a few Yamenians in the group. Because Joyce was the only female here, they were


    tolerant of her.


    Kevin was not too happy at seeing Martin doing this to Joyce. “Don’t you think you are going too far,


    Martin?”


    Martin looked at Joyce and walked up to her as if he had listened to Kevin. Afraid that she would not


    hear clearly, he bent down and said in a very t voice, “Go out there, take a rest, ande back


    Joyce was ttered and looked at him. She knew that Martin still cared for her.


    Her grievances got the better of her, and tears flowed out of her eyes. She looked at Martin, wanting to


    say something


    Kevin and a few others thought that Martin really wanted Joyce to go out and take a break, so they


    looked away with satisfaction. But in less than ten seconds, they heard Martin’s thunderous voice.


    “Sh*t. Joyce, your tears dropped onto the focal ne. Get the hell out of here.”


    He asked her to go out because he was afraid that this woman could not control her tears.


    Joyce was out of joint and looked in shock at Martin’s disdainful face. She could no longer bear the


    insult, got up, and ran out of theb.


    After she left, Martin returned to his seat with an unconcealed, despiteful look on his face. As if thinking


    of something, he stood up again, rushed to the door, and shouted, “Take a leave and don’te back


    for the next few days.”