Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Being the mischievous little boy he was, one of Connor’s eyebrows ticked upwards before a smirk curved his lips.

Looks like I’ll get a chance to get revenge for Mommy!

Spinning around, he returned to his mother’s side and lifted his head to look up at her. “Mommy, I change my mind. Can I get a chocolate gelato?”

Natalie, who was about to pay at the cashier, turned to look at Connor in surprise.

Am I dreaming? Can pigs fly?

Nonetheless, Natalie bought another one for Connor and then questioned the two of them, “So where shall we go next?”

Ever since she launched her label, her time off work was extremely precious. Thus, she intended on spending the whole day with her lovely darlings.

“Let’s take the train!” Sharon suggested eagerly. There was a small train that ran through the first floor of the shopping mall.

Connor did not seem to mind, so off they went to the train. But then halfway there, he suddenly stopped moving and said, “Mommy, I have to go to the restroom.”

“Okay, go ahead then. We’ll wait for you at the train,” Natalie agreed without thinking much.

She was not at all worried about sending him off alone to the restrooms. Unlike most kids his age, Connor always had an excellent memory and was incredibly independent.

distance away from the train, and Connor knew that. That was exactly the reason he chose to head to

mother was watching. Satisfied that she was not looking in his

he saw earlier.

this up for me. That

was still browsing through the clothes in the high-end boutique

order. They were so occupied that nobody noticed a little boy had entered the store with an ice cream

evening dress. It had a deep plunging neckline and a high slit. The dress was designed to hug a woman’s curves in the right places while accentuating her best features,

there was a dinner party she had to attend with Shane a few

will definitely fall head over heels for

saleswomen to bring it to her as she could not

the same time, Connor was wandering around the boutique, looking for Jasmine. Finally,

then, Jasmine had already changed into the evening gown. She was currently admiring herself in the mirror, completely unaware of the little boy standing

how rude this woman had been to his mother, Connor felt rage building in him. His brows furrowed

she was distracted, he snuck closer and stopped at

his voice and shouted, “Ma’am, your

shout from behind

the hem of her evening

chance to loosen his grip