Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Does he think he can just threaten me? Does he really think that I’d be scared?

“Fine, if you’re so adamant about waiting, then go ahead!” growled Natalie before she turned the intercom off and returned to the dining table.

She was a little exasperated when she saw how both her kids were staring at her and not eating properly. She pulled up a chair and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Mommy, is that Daddy?” asked Sharon while blinking innocently.

Connor never said a word, but his expression showed that he wanted to ask the same question.

Natalie had no intentions to hide anything from the kids. As such, she stroked Sharon’s head and replied calmly with a smile, “You shouldn’t call him Daddy anymore. Adress him as Mr. Shane from now on.”

Even though Shane had already learned the truth and knew that Natalie’s mom was not the driver who killed his parents, she still wanted a divorce from him.

Sharon seemed reluctant to change how she addressed Shane, but her mom seemed persistent, so she murmured an affirmative reply.

“Mommy, what is Mr. Shane doing here?” asked Connor. “I don’t know. I didn’t ask,” lied Natalie while shifting her gaze away.

Connor saw through the lie, but he didn’t point it out. He nodded and replied, “I see. Okay.”

“Mommy, aren’t you going to let Mr. Shane in?” asked Sharon again as she sipped some soup from her spoon.

and answered, “No, just leave things be. You two are not allowed to open

Sharon before she stopped asking

dinner went

he remained standing

knew that Natalie wouldn’t open the door, and he understood that standing there was just a waste of time. Still, he

door was irrelevant to the fact that he was

to apologize, so he would show his sincerity if nothing

leaned against the door and started smoking. He finished one cigarette after another. Before long, cigarette butts started gathering on

then, his cell phone

phone out

His voice was a little

for a final check-up? Why aren’t

massaged his temple and replied, “I

lying

be here, then?” asked Jackson while checking

to the apartment and noted how the door was tightly closed. He took a deep breath

asked

at the ceiling as regret filled his eyes. “I need to apologize to Natalie,” answered

“What happened? Did you do something