Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“But we have no leads at all.” Silas looked at him helplessly.

At this, Shane lowered his eyes and then plunged into deep thought as he deliberated where his grandfather could have kept the will.

However, after racking his brains for a long while, he was still left with no inkling.

The will can’t be at any of all those places, for Sean can definitely think of them if I can do so. And he might have even rummaged through them all! Therefore, the will must be someplace else!

Jolting out of his thoughts, Shane lifted his eyes and ordered, “Go back first. I’ll try my best to think of a lead.”

“Okay.” Silas nodded.

Meanwhile, Natalie was bending down to pour the tea into the glass. “You’re already leaving, Mr. Campbell? But I’ve just made tea.”

“It’s okay, Ms. Smith. I’ve still got something to do, so I’ll get on with it first instead of intruding on you and Mr. Shane.” After saying that, Silas flashed her a meaningful smile before he spun around and left.

Noticing the suggestiveness in the final glance he threw her, Natalie couldn’t help but blush again.

When Shane glimpsed her flaming face, his eyes darkened. Then, he glanced at his wristwatch. “It’s rather late now. Shall we retire?”

“Of course. In that case, are you…”

speaking, Shane

Natalie was instantly stunned. When she’d snapped back to her senses, she quickly trotted after him. “You’re planning to

parked

her mouth to utter a resolute protest, but in the face of

mind, I’ll just let him stay overnight since he wants to do so. We’re now together anyway, and we’re both adults, so it seems rather unreasonable to

she sighed in resignation. She then walked over to the closet and took out a new bath towel for him. “Go and take a shower. I’ll go and ask Mrs. Wilson

took the

Natalie left the room and went to the

a set of formal wear Shane would be wearing the next

two bags of clothes, Natalie then

hour later, her nerves were frayed as she lay on

was her first time sleeping with Shane while starkly sober, the feeling of uneasiness and even a hint

time to get used to him, he

remained stretched taut. It was only in the wee hours of the morning that she was

her messy hair, she was greeted by the sight

as the two children spotted her, they waved at

flashing them a warm smile, Natalie shifted her gaze to the man, who was wiping Sharon’s mouth

in acknowledgment. “Wash up quickly and

murmured, then strolled toward the