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.

call, Shane raised his eyebrows and asked, “So, what happened to

shreds of evidence of her act, I’ve employed a private eye to monitor her movement. However, I did not expect to receive a call from him so soon. He

real?” Shane was not

she continued,

around too.” Saying that, Shane

she needed all the assistance she could get. What mattered

now a ticking time bomb. Who could anticipate her

in her thought, she suddenly heard an excited commotion coming from the front.

this, Natalie’s eyes lit up somewhat as she stepped forward and craned

surrounded by a group of people as

waved his hand, much to the crowd’s delight. Everyone was feeling enthusiastic at the encounter. He, however, seemed

of Natalie, the handsome old man beamed at her. Raising

the lump in her throat before grabbing Shane’s arm and excitedly said, “I… I must be dreaming. Mr. Dylan seems to be

grasping his arm. Unable to resist, he chuckled and