Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Suddenly, a designer showed up with two police officers behind her. She pointed at Natalie and said, “It’s her.”

Consequently, the police officers approached Natalie and showed her their identification tags. “Hello, Ms. Smith. We received an anonymous report alleging that you have intentionally hurt a person, causing the victim to suffer from a concussion. You are under arrest for first-degree assault. We need to take you into custody. Please cooperate with us.”

She knew she wouldn’t be able to talk her way out of this and would have to make the trip with them no matter what. Thus, she nodded in agreement.

Nevertheless, Natalie was shocked because Susan’s injury was way more serious than she expected.

As Natalie thought about it, she couldn’t help but shudder. It seems like Jasmine was planning to push me to my death. I was lucky to have evaded her attack.

In the end, the police officers brought her away while everyone had their eyes glued to Natalie’s retreating figure.

After they reached the police station, a police officer confiscated her phone and brought her into an isolated room.

Natalie’s heart skipped a beat the moment she caught a glimpse of the nameplate on the door. She was about to say something, yet the police officer pushed her into the room violently.

As a result, she staggered and knocked her tummy against the table edge in the interrogation room. She gasped and started to break out in cold sweat due to the excruciating sensation. Yet, the police officer turned a blind eye to her plight and took a seat opposite her.

the table and instructed, “Hurry up and take a seat!

her tummy as she glared at the police officer, Natalie refused to give in to his demand and rebuked, “Sir, I’m merely here to assist you in the investigation. Why did you bring me to the interrogation room when you have

he didn’t expect she would rebuke him. “Well… Does that mean you’re trying to defy my instructions? Why did I bring you to the interrogation room? Isn’t it obvious? How are you going to prove yourself innocent now that you are already in the

snap out of her bewilderment. The frustrated woman yelled, “What kind of joke is this? I’m convicted because I’m in the

clear, she strode towards

gaze at Natalie and brought himself up from his seat. He rushed over and assaulted her from the back

ground. She endured the pain and stared at the police officer in

instructions from a certain someone. As long as we do not go overboard,

utterly dumbfounded upon hearing his words because he seemed to have been bribed by someone else and was given the task to force her into

why she had been brought into the interrogation room right after

police officer, she couldn’t think

baton aside and confronted, “Why don’t you tell me about the motive behind your action? Why did you push

a hoarse voice, “I didn’t! I wasn’t

her statement, yet he stopped and

should I admit to