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.”

Natalie pointed at the

are all her luggage. Isn’t she moving in? She’s having people moving her

Natalie squeezed her

next week,

can’t

the mood to continue watching them move the luggage,

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

told him the truth without hiding

her, Connor didn’t say anything, but Sharon snorted

ended in an unpleasant

study to do revision whereas Natalie brought Sharon back to

around ten o’clock, Natalie put the children to sleep before taking

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

notice until the man appeared behind her, and she

“You’re ba—”

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

arms around her waist, he dug his head in her shoulder and collarbone. Sniffing deeply, he started in a hoarse voice, “So

laugh or to cry, Natalie rolled her eyes at him. “That’s the scent of

know, but it’s more aromatic coming from your body than from the bottle.” Shane drew her closer

off. “When

were taking your bath,” Shane looked