Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“What just happened?” Joyce’s mouth fell open as she gaped at the couple.

Why did he abruptly carry her?

Shane had caught Natalie off-guard when he lifted her. She had no time to react and had instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck to keep her balance. But when she came back to her senses, she immediately released her arms and yelled with her face flushed, “Mr. Shane, what are you doing? Let me down!”

Shane remained unmoved, carrying her expressionlessly as he walked. Anxious, Natalie began to struggle, but he merely gritted his teeth and held on tightly, refusing to let go.

“You—” Natalie froze, twisting her head to gauge the height to the ground. Though it wasn’t too high, there were stones and debris everywhere. She decided it wasn’t worth it.

Natalie compromised and stopped moving, biting her lip as she stared at the man. “What are you trying to do?”

Shane didn’t answer. He placed her in the backseat before retrieving a plastic bag from the glove compartment.

Natalie recognized it at once. It was the same plastic bag from several days ago when he had bandaged her hand in the hospital. It contained bandages and disinfectants.

So Silas had kept it in

she blinked back to reality, she discovered that her sprained ankle had been

her ankle, she tolerated the pain as she quickly took

air, glowering at the empty spot above his lap. He commanded in a deep

over to pick up her shoes

her heels further away from her reach. “I’ll say it again. Put your leg back up!”

bit her bottom lip. “Mr. Shane, I can handle myself. I don’t wish to trouble

plastic bag beside him, only for Shane to grab her leg forcefully and

eyes

chastised, pursing his

pressed

took out the things from the plastic bag and cleaned up her wounds. He then threw out the cotton swab and held onto her ankle with one hand, his

giggled. He glanced at her