Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

After learning that they were in the lounge on the tenth floor, Stanley brought Natalie upstairs.

In the lounge, the head of the Hill family, Andre Hill, was having a business meeting with Shane. The butler went to his side to inform him of their arrival. He frowned slightly and instructed, “Have them wait for me in the room next to ours. I’m in the middle of…”

“You have guests?” Shane interrupted with a grim expression.

Andre sheepishly smiled and replied, “He was my son’s doctor.”

Andre found it difficult to go against his request, so he gave orders to his butler to invite them in. “Since Mr. Shane is fine with it, you can go ahead and call them in.”

“Yes sir,” replied the butler before heading out.

Soon after, Stanley and Natalie walked into the lounge.

The first thing that caught her eye was Shane’s unexpected presence. “Mr. Shane, you’re here too?” Natalie asked with surprise evident on her face.

She tried to remove her hand from Stanley’s grasp, but he would not budge.

Stanley had expected that would happen and left her no chance to escape.

Shane, and that had him riled up. His grasp on the wine glass tightened, and it looked as though he was going to crush the wine

dejected and she lowered her

her mood, Stanley’s lips curled up in a smile and released her hand. Reaching out

and said, “Hi Dr. Quinn, welcome aboard. This

trailed as his gaze

name is Natalie. She’s my…” Stanley shot Shane a contemptuous look before he slowly

Crack!

room went still for a moment. Then they curiously

the broken glass were all over the floor while his hand was bleeding profusely. Clearly, the wine

Natalie, wincing as she attempted to go over

held her back, forbidding her

at him with

disdainful look and muttered, “Nat, don’t forget that you’re

lips, Natalie resisted the urge

before she let out a heavy sigh

I would attend the wedding as his girlfriend. If I rush over to show Shane concern, it would be disregarding