Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“We have met before. I am Natalie,” Natalie replied while sitting by the bedside.

Jacqueline’s hand gripped the phone a little tighter. Her expressionless face twisted into a grimace. “Ah, it’s you, Ms. Smith. Why are you with Shane and picking up his calls?”

Natalie smiled at her somewhat interrogative tone and explained, “You see, Ms. Graham, Mr. Shane is having a fever because of me, so—”

“So you went to take care of him?” Narrowing her eyes, Jacqueline interrupted Natalie.

“It’s alright. You don’t have to explain anymore!” Jacqueline interrupted Natalie once again and clutched her covers tightly.

Natalie guessed that she must have misunderstood something, but when she was about to clarify things, she realized that Jacqueline had already hung up.

“Oh no!” Natalie smacked her forehead with guilt.

I shouldn’t have picked up the call on Shane’s behalf had I known that this would happen!

Even if Jacqueline could not contact Shane, she might just be worried for a while, and there would not have been any misunderstanding. But now, her good intention had resulted in a disaster instead.

Natalie sighed with a slight headache. She then decided to look for Mrs. Wilson so that she could explain everything to Jacqueline. Jacqueline should believe Mrs. Wilson, right?

the phone away and gave Shane a glance before leaving the

watching television together. When she saw Natalie, she quickly stood up and asked, “Ms. Smith, you are done wiping sir

lot better now, and his breathing is not

even had the strength

smiled and patted her chest in

a hint

had something to say, so she

a mistake.” Clenching her fists, Natalie

and waved her hands nonchalantly after she heard everything. “And there I was wondering what was going on. Don’t worry. You can just

her?” Natalie gaped with shock. “But she will definitely misunderstand that Mr. Shane

sir and her, so let her be.” Mrs. Wilson was not

heard this, she could not help but gape in shock. “There is nothing between Mr. Shane and Ms.

right.” Mrs. Wilson

could finish her

the door first. You can continue later,” Mrs. Wilson said as she walked toward the

head helplessly as she watched her

help from Mrs. Wilson.