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.

the call, Shane raised his eyebrows and asked, “So,

Jasmine 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 did not expect to receive a call from him

for real?” Shane was not

everything now.” Rubbing her temples, she continued, “First and foremost I want to

Shane took out his own cell phone and dialed

not stop him, for she felt like she needed all the assistance she

a ticking time bomb. Who could

suddenly heard an excited commotion coming

Natalie’s eyes lit up somewhat as she stepped forward and craned her neck in an attempt

surrounded by a group of people as he walked down from the

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

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

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

grasping his arm. Unable to resist, he chuckled and curled