Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“We’re not Daddy’s biological children…” As though she had been struck by lightning, clouds of gloom hang over her adorable and pretty little face. “I understood now. I’ll not say anything like not allowing Ms. Graham to move in anymore.”

“It’s okay. I don’t like Ms. Graham either.” Connor took his sister into his arms. “When Ms. Graham moved in, we can just ignore her.”

“Sure.” Sharon gave him a firm nod.

The children’s response pained Natalie.

Should I reveal it to them in advance? In that way, Sharon and Connor wouldn’t feel inferior anymore just because they aren’t Shane’s biological children.

Just as Natalie was hesitant, a commotion broke out in the living room.

“What’s happening?” Connor asked in puzzlement.

Natalie shook her head. “I don’t know either. You continue having your meal, and I shall go take a look.”

With that, she got up and headed to the living room.

She came to the living room just to find several people carrying a few luggage as they walked in whereas Mrs. Wilson was standing at the side, giving them instructions to carry the luggage upstairs.

“Mrs. Wilson,” Natalie called out to her.

Mrs. Wilson paused and turned around to Natalie. “Madam.”

pointed at the luggage in their

all because of that Jacqueline. These are all her luggage. Isn’t she moving in? She’s having people moving

see.” Natalie squeezed her

be discharged until next week, but she’s already moving her

really can’t

watching them move the

looked at her as he asked, “Mommy, what’s happening

the truth without

her, Connor didn’t say anything,

ended in

his study to do revision whereas Natalie brought Sharon back to the room

around ten o’clock, Natalie put the

with the hairdryer in front of the mirror. Without warning, the bathroom door behind

the man appeared behind her, and

“You’re ba—”

could even finish her sentence, he reached out to hold her in

his arms around her waist, he dug his head in her shoulder and collarbone.

cry, Natalie rolled her eyes at him.

it’s more aromatic coming from your body than from the bottle.” Shane drew her closer to himself as he

switched the hairdryer off. “When did you

were taking your bath,” Shane looked up and