Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“You…” Susan was shaking all over from fury. “You’ve caused Jas to end up in this condition. How dare you accuse her of pretending?”

“Oh really? I would say she’s putting on an act! I don’t believe she’s as insane as she portrayed herself to be!” Natalie stared at Jasmine who was lying in the bed.

Narrowing her eyes dangerously, Susan jabbed back, “How could you even utter those words! Even if Jas were pretending, you’re not qualified to judge. Are those psychiatrists mere decorations? Are you calling them farces as well? It’s obvious you’re here to cause a ruckus! Off with you!”

With that, she raised her hand, ready to strike.

Her words were effective. Immediately Susan’s furious expression paled. She held her hand back and pointed to the door reluctantly, “Get out! You’ve overstayed your welcome. Out with you!”

“I’ll be taking my leave then.” Lifting her handbag strap onto her shoulder, Natalie proceeded to walk out through the door.

Stopping short at the doorway, she turned back and glared at Susan who was still fuming and warned, “I’ll still say this again. I believe that Jasmine is not crazy as she made herself out to be. I’ll arrange for someone to come and monitor her twenty-four seven all year round. The moment she shows any sign of sanity, I’ll send her packing back to the prison where she rightfully belongs!”

Susan could only clench her fists tightly.

Natalie continued, “When the time comes, she’ll be charged with yet another crime.

Be prepared to be disappointed. Jas has indeed

lips, Natalie countered, “As for that, time will tell. Your statement bears no weight. I’ll still be skeptical no matter

eyes fell on Jasmine, “I heard that should a normal person remained in this mental hospital for too long, even if one were not mentally ill, sooner or later

headed to the director’s

round-the-clock security footage of her. To date, they could not detect any telltale signs

someone to keep an eye on Jasmine to allay her misgivings. She specially instructed them to contact her immediately of any

drove back to her studio and busied herself with

a

she looked up and saw Joyce outside the door. Surprised, Natalie

look, pulled out

inquired, “Didn’t you accompany Stanley for his psychotherapy abroad?

asked me to come back here. He said that my presence there would only affect Stanley’s treatment.” Swallowing the lump in her throat, Joyce continued with a wry smile, “After all, Stanley hates me. Seeing me would