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…”

had even finished speaking, Shane was

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

her bed and parked

utter a resolute protest, but in the face of his

overnight since he wants to do so. We’re now together anyway, and we’re both adults, so it seems

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.

the bath towel from

the room and went

set of pajamas and a set of formal

of clothes, Natalie then

lay on the bed, and her body was as stiff as a

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

noticed her trepidation. Knowing that she needed time to get used to him, he didn’t touch her that night, merely hugging

was finally defeated by

the bedroom while musing her messy hair, she was greeted

children spotted her, they waved at her

shifted her gaze to the man, who was wiping Sharon’s mouth for

“Wash up quickly and come have

then