Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“Not in her room?” Natalie narrowed her eyes as her voice volume went up a notch, “What do you mean?”

Shane, who was keeping his distance nearby, had been keeping an eye on the whole exchange. Noticing her grim expression, he pursed his lips and walked over. “What’s wrong?”

Natalie had not anticipated his approach. Shaking her head at him, she motioned to him that she would reveal the conversation to him later.

Reading the situation, Shane understood her hint and kept his silence. Yet his eyes remained fixed on her cell phone.

Natalie pinched her brow. She did not mean to put the blame solely on him. “It’s okay. You’re not omnipotent. I’ll let this slide. However, I’m curious. What makes you say that she left the mental hospital temporarily?”

Mr. Malone pushed his glasses up. “Because I’ve just checked her check-in information. There are no signs of checkout, nor the ward has been vacated. Her mother, Susan, was still there. That’s why I suspected that Jasmine was only temporarily away.”

“Gone out, eh…” Natalie grasped her cell phone tightly before she instructed, “Seems like she’s pretending to be deranged and stupid after all. Mr. Malone, you are to stay put and continue your snooping around. The very moment Jasmine comes back, you shall notify me immediately. Capisce?”

“Sure!” Mr. Malone nodded.

Natalie ended the call, Shane raised his eyebrows and asked, “So, what happened

pretended to be mentally ill. The prison transferred her to a mental institution. To collect shreds of evidence of her act, I’ve employed a private eye to monitor her movement. However, I

this for real?”

she’s willing to do anything and everything now.” Rubbing her temples, she continued, “First and foremost I want to know Jasmine’s whereabouts right now. Also, I would love to know

Shane

all the assistance she could get. What mattered most was to locate Jasmine

time bomb. Who could

in her thought, she suddenly heard an excited commotion coming

up somewhat as she stepped forward and craned her neck in an attempt

a group of people as he walked down from

was feeling enthusiastic at the encounter. He, however, seemed to be looking around, as if he was looking for

catching the sight of Natalie, the handsome old man beamed at her. Raising his brows and with a smile, he walked over

to the point of bursting out of her chest. She could not help but swallow the lump in her throat before

her hands grasping his arm. Unable to resist, he chuckled and curled his lips, “You’re not