Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Shane hummed a reply in acknowledgement.

As Jackson and the rest filed out of the room, Jacqueline went after them to try to find out what happened to Natalie.

Shane didn’t see them off. He sat beside the bed and took Natalie’s hand and stared at her silently.

He didn’t even dare to blink too much for he was afraid she might disappear without warning.

Pressing a kiss on Natalie’s fingers, Shane ordered, “Let her know so she won’t worry.”

“Okay.” Silas nodded and turned to leave.

A moment later, Mrs. Wilson entered the bedroom with a bowl of warm soup, and the kids followed behind her.

The kids ran toward the bed and gazed at Natalie earnestly.

They were worried for her, but they didn’t want to disturb her and only gazed at her quietly.

“Mr. Shane, I heard from Mr. Campbell that you haven’t rested for a day. Here’s some chicken soup to boost your energy. You should get some rest after that,” said Mrs. Wilson, concern evident in her voice. She couldn’t help but worry when she saw Shane’s bloodshot eyes and the stubble on his jaw.

Connor chimed in, “Yes, Daddy. You should finish the chicken soup and go to bed.”

up upon hearing Mrs. Wilson’s and the kids’ concern.

Sharon, let’s leave the room. Your daddy and mommy

obediently. As they walked out, they kept

the soup, Shane placed the bowl on the bedside drawer and joined Natalie in bed. He

had stayed up for at least twenty-four hours looking for her without

relax. A tremendous wave of exhaustion overcame him. He could

in his arms. Shane closed his eyes and breathed in her scent

was a

up, it was

in his

her eyelashes fluttered, she opened her eyes

when she saw the familiar ceiling

I’m back?

home when a man’s voice rang out

head to the

hissed in

Natalie asked with a

bit his lip

happened to

his lips carefully. After making