Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

On the ground floor, Natalie was already drunk. Her face flushed bright red, and her eyes glazed over and were unfocused. Sitting there blankly, she let out a few hiccups.

Stanley put his fork down and waved at her. With his five fingers spread in front of her eyes, he asked, “Nat, how many fingers do you see?”

Blinking her glassy eyes while staring at his hand, she answered hesitantly, “Two?”

His eyes glinted with an inscrutable emotion. “That’s wrong. There are five fingers. Nat, you’re drunk.”

“I… I’m not drunk!” Natalie protested petulantly, pouting her red lips.

Stanley removed his glasses and put it in his shirt pocket. Letting out a few chuckles, he coaxed her in a gentle tone, as if she was a child. “Yes, yes. You’re not drunk, but I am. Let’s go home, alright?”

“Okay.” Natalie hiccupped, nodding her head obediently.

The man stood up and asked a waiter to bring the bill.

After paying, he carried her handbag on one shoulder and held her up by her waist.

Captivated, he leaned closer and drew in a deep breath. His gaze was

icy voice sounded unexpectedly. “Stop

in his tracks and lifted his eyes in the direction of the voice. The moment he saw Shane and Jackson

Why are they here?

away from Stanley, Shane glanced at

I do that?” Stanley

a threatening look. “You’re asking me why? I don’t mind explaining why you get her drunk on

didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Mr. Shane, I’ve no idea what you’re talking about. Excuse me, Nat and I are going

I said, give her to me!” Shane stood in the way, enunciating

at the man facing him, he said, “What if I say

I’m no match for a man who has only been with her for two months. That’s not fair! So I asked her out for a dinner in the name of celebration, so I can have

his thoughts, the malice in Stanley’s gaze grew more intense, and his expression

them from the sidelines,

him. I heard that people who have extreme personalities are usually psychotic. Could it be that Stanley is out of his