Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

The butler nodded and headed out to invite the guest in.

Soon, Shane entered the house.

Sam smiled and greeted him. “It’s rare you come home, Shane. Is something the matter?”

Catherine looked at the man as well and said, “Sit down, Shane.”

“I’m fine,” he rejected. He then looked at Sam and replied, “I want to look at my parents’ room.”

“That room?” Sam frowned. “It’s been closed off for over ten years. What’s there to see? It’s not been cleaned either. You better not go in.”

“It’s fine. I only want to take a look. I won’t touch anything.” After saying that, Shane then headed upstairs.

Instantly, the couple downstairs leaned towards each other.

Catherine asked in a low voice, “What do you think he’s trying to do, Darling? He suddenly wants to look at his parents’ room. Do you think he found out about something?”

“Don’t sprout nonsense.” He glared at her solemnly. “If there really was something, it would have been discovered long ago. It wouldn’t only be found now.”

Catherine nodded, though she was still a little worried. “Since there can’t be anything right away, why exactly does

at what he’s up to,” Sam replied

had traces of

the air. The man frowned and waved his hands in front of his face. When the dust gradually settled, he then switched on

over ten years, it

he finally saw everything clearly in

in the past, with no change except that the colors had faded. Dust and spider webs

inside. As he stood in the middle of the room,

same, the people in it were no

“Shane.”

as Shane was recalling the past,

displeased. “What’s the

replied Sam as he walked over. “Shane, why’d you suddenly think of

given up on finding the culprit that caused their car accident back

showed up?” As soon as Sam heard those words, his expression changed drastically, and

narrowed his eyes.