Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

At the sight of the shaking door, Sally moved toward it instinctively and took the broom down. “Try pulling the door again.”

Upon hearing Sally’s words, Natalie pulled the door inward. To her relief, she managed to open it effortlessly this round.

The moment she stepped out, Sally, who was holding a broom, came into view. Ah! So I was locked from the outside because of this broom!

“Damn it! Who the hell placed this on the door?” Sally grumbled as she threw the broom on the floor in dismay.

She had only stepped into the restroom to answer nature’s call that suddenly came. If somebody thought of setting her up earlier, it was almost impossible for that particular person to bring forward the plot in the last minutes. Thus, she presumed that the culprit must be someone who happened to be in the restroom before she set foot in it. It just crossed the person’s mind that she could lock Natalie up in the toilet. Perhaps, the person intended to hinder her from showing up on time for the competition.

After all, there are only a few minutes to go before the competition starts. If the person intended to lock me up here for a long time, why didn’t she snatch my cell phone so I wouldn’t be able to call anyone for help?

Hence, Natalie was convinced that the culprit had a last-minute idea to lock her up, causing her to be late. Apart from that, the person seemed to be extremely sure that even if she managed to call someone to unlock the door, she would not be able to make it on time as well. Huh! That somebody is undoubtedly a conceited person!

out if

know what to do. You’d better head for the

toward the competition hall as fast as she could. Fortunately, she managed to reach the competition hall in the nick

beaded with sweat. The host could not resist furrowing his

once,” he said coldly.

embarrassment. Touching her tummy, which was throbbing with slight pain, she dragged herself toward

other designers threw their glances at her spontaneously. Most of them either gazed at her with a great concern or stared at her indifferently. On top of that, there were even some of

observing them and scrutinizing their countenance secretly as well. She hoped to trace the suspect who locked her

disappointed the moment Natalie showed up. Subsequently, there should be an unavoidable slight change in the person’s expression no matter how well she could restrain her frustration. As long as Natalie could spot anyone with that type of suspicious expression, the identification of the culprit would

spot anything awry after scanning all of them one by one. Huh! It seems that the culprit is good at bottling up her motions! I can’t even sense the slightest

chair out and sat down with

from Natalie, glints of indignation and