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.”

are…” Natalie pointed at the luggage in their

These are all her luggage.

Natalie

next week, but she’s

can’t

to continue watching them move the luggage, so she returned

as he asked, “Mommy, what’s

him the truth

didn’t say anything, but Sharon

dinner ended in an

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

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

that, she started blow-drying her hair with the hairdryer in front of the mirror. Without warning, the bathroom door behind her opened and

man appeared behind her, and she saw him from

“You’re ba—”

reached out to hold her in his arms from

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

cry, Natalie rolled her eyes at him. “That’s the scent

coming from your body than from the bottle.” Shane drew her closer to

switched the hairdryer off. “When did you get

taking your bath,” Shane looked up and