Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Natalie replied, “I have something to tell him.”

Martha assumed Natalie wanted to clarify what happened the night before, so she gave Shane’s address to her.

She had not been told to keep it a secret anyway.

Natalie smiled in gratitude when she received the address. “Thank you so much, Mrs. Wilson. I’m going to look for him now. Please take care of the kids.”

“Don’t worry, madam. I’ll take good care of them.” Martha nodded.

Natalie left and got into her car.

An hour later, she arrived at Shane’s residence.

After exiting the elevator, Natalie managed to find Shane’s unit number. She then rang the doorbell.

Jacqueline opened the door. Puzzled, she blurted, “Who is it?”

“Why are you here?” Natalie, in turn, was baffled to see Jacqueline too. A ball of rage welled up within her. Shane had given his address to Jacqueline, but not to her, his wife.

No wonder Natalie could not find Jacqueline at the villa. She was here all along.

did not expect Natalie to be standing outside the door. But her face soon broke into a grin.

she was the

hand curled up

had come here to tell Shane that they had

how things had taken a turn, that would be

concealing the pain she

not ask her to stay, smiling triumphantly as

glass of red wine. “Jacqueline, who were you talking to? What took

maintenance,” she said with a smile, and then she

the

Jacqueline nodded

other side, Natalie had returned to her car. Exhausted, she laid

wrong person behind bars. That way, the two of them could come together to discuss how to bring the real culprit to justice. They could use the chance to get closer to each

ironic. Not only did she not find Shane there, she met Jacqueline instead. And that woman behaved like she was the lady of the

the cold shoulder, he’s gotten closer to Jacqueline again, just like the way it was before he

What is he thinking?

She pinched the bridge of her nose and

she left, a black

it quite suspicious. “Mr. Shane,