Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Earlier, Jasmine thought such words would instantly set Natalie off into a fit of rage. But to her surprise, she actually smiled at her and answered politely, “Thanks for your concern. We’re all doing fine.”

Failing to provoke her half-sister, Jasmine raised an eyebrow and continued to mock, “You went from the daughter of a rich family to a homeless bumpkin overnight. Now, you’re dressed in cheap clothes and working a menial job. Do you seriously think I’ll believe you when you say you’re doing fine?”

Despite the scorn that laced her taunts, Jasmine was unable to hide the jealousy that shone in her eyes.

The reason for her envy was that Natalie did not look the slightest bit defeated. On the contrary, she thought the way Natalie carried herself now was even more confident and graceful than before. Jasmine could see how flawless Natalie’s skin was even without any makeup on her face. All that combined to make her look even more youthful as there was a sort of inner glow to her.

Even with her heavily made-up face, there was no way Jasmine would be able to outshine Natalie’s beauty.

More so, Natalie merely smiled in response to Jasmine’s insults without saying a single word. Her smile was so confident that it made Jasmine feel profoundly unsettled.

“What are you smiling about?” Jasmine demanded.

“Nothing much. I was just thinking about how you should be spending your time on coming up with more designs rather than standing here and taking pity on me.”

Although Natalie was abroad for the past few years, she had heard about some of the rumors going around the fashion industry – rumors about what Jasmine had been doing.

at Jasmine, who was currently fuming in anger, Natalie knew her words had clearly

yelled while balling her

childlike voice called out sweetly, “Mommy!

corridor, two little kids suddenly appeared out of nowhere. It was a pair of twins – a boy and

for her, Natalie did not waste any more time verbally sparring with Jasmine. She walked past

her mother and cooed, “Mommy, Aunt Joyce

go find her then.” Natalie stroked her daughter’s soft, silky hair. Holding on to one child in each hand, she led them away

walk off. It’s been a few years since we’ve seen

suddenly turned around to look at Jasmine, his dark orbs locking

intense and familiar that Jasmine drew in a

to Shane’s! In fact, that gaze of

at the thought. She did not expect one night was all it took for Natalie to

wave of terror and horror was

existence is a threat to me! No, that can’t be

fingers went white as she tried to think of what to do. Spinning around, she was about to chase after

noticed Jasmine’s pale face, she checked