Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“Really?” Shane’s expression was indifferent. He was clearly not very interested in what she was saying.

At that moment, a cat suddenly darted out of the flowerbed a few meters ahead of them. It came to a stop in the middle of the road.

Natalie’s face fell when she saw it. She shouted in warning, “Mr. Shane!”

Shane had a grim look on his face. He knew it was too late to pull the brakes now. Left with no other choice, he hastily jerked the steering wheel to the side. The car swerved to the left, heading right for the flowerbed. At the same time, he swiftly undid his seatbelt and lunged toward Natalie. Wrapping her in a protective embrace, he pinned her to the passenger seat.

BANG!

The car shuddered violently before the car alarms went off.

Natalie screamed in shock and terror, causing Shane to tighten his hold on her.

After a moment, the car stopped moving while the alarms stopped blaring. Everything seemed to return to normal.

It was only then Shane released Natalie and slowly moved away from her.

Natalie straightened up before glancing at the windshield. To her horror, the entire windshield was spiderwebbed with cracks. Her hair stood on end as a shiver raced down her spine.

“Mr. Shane, are you hurt?” she asked in a quavering voice. Her face was incredibly pale.

“No,” Shane dusted himself off, “You?”

She shook her head. “I’m not injured either.”

body. This is the second time he’s

touched and surprised

 Someone was rapping

looking over. There was a

the policeman leaned down to ask, “You

we’re fine,” Shane answered

and said, “Then could you please exit

protest as he opened the door and

not remain in the car either. Swiftly taking off her

could see that the entire front end had run over the flowerbed and rammed into the

gasped softly at

and Shane were

Shane had finished giving his statement. He walked over to her side and declared,

pointed at the Maybach

sad state it was in. “It can’t be driven anymore. I’ll send someone here to drag

Blinking her eyes in astonishment, she exclaimed, “Mr. Shane, do you mean you don’t want that

“Yes.”

she lamented while putting her hand down

not help the amused smile that crossed his face when he saw how pained she was

her head.

expression returning to its default cold and distant look. “I’m not.

saw. You were clearly smiling