Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“Mommy.” Natalie arrived at the kindergarten an hour later.

Her two kids were at the entrance, chatting with Joe.

Natalie honked to indicate that she had arrived.

At once, Connor’s eyes lit up when he heard the car honk. He quickly pulled Sharon up. “Mommy’s here.”

“Mommy.” Sharon broke away from Connor and dashed toward Natalie with Connor and Joe in tow.

“Mrs. Smith.” Joe called out shyly.

Natalie smiled. “Joe.”

“Mrs. Smith, this is for you.” Joe took a box out from his school bag.

Natalie bent down and accepted the box with both hands. “What is this?” she asked gently.

“These are cookies baked by my mom.”

her mouth in surprise. “Why are you giving

It’s to thank you for taking good care of

smiled in response. “Okay. Thank you, Joe. Tell your mother I

in prison some time ago. It was so

much – just a simple helping hand whenever Alice was bullied so

was probably a token of appreciation from Lucinda for what

to the box of cookies as she

the sun had already set. Natalie arrived at the villa

the three of them washed up and

preoccupied with evidence that would be provided at Thompson Group tomorrow, as well as

the wee hours when she finally fell asleep with

car in a beautiful dress and playing

was on the other end of the phone, nor what was being said. However, her mother suddenly got into a heated

got the shock of her life when she turned around and saw a man and a

was pale, and her

in an