Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 917

“No, you’re not.” Shane held Connor’s hand in his and spoke in his usual calm voice, betraying nothing. “But why are you calling at such a late hour? Is something up?”

Natalie pulled the blankets to herself as she sat up and leaned against the headboard. Her forehead was covered with a sheen of sweat, and her face was rather pale as well. “I had a nightmare.”

“A nightmare?” Shane narrowed his eyes.

Shock flashed in Shane’s eyes.

The kids just landed in misfortune, and she had a dream that something terrible had befallen them at the same time?

Although the details between her dream and how the events unfolded were different, Shane was astounded by the coincidence nevertheless.

Perhaps this is what people mean when they talk about the natural bond between mothers and their children…

“Don’t worry, the children are fine. Dreams are most often the direct opposite of reality,” Shane comforted her.

On the other end of the line, Natalie’s smiled faintly and let out a small laugh. “I know that, but for some reason, this dream feels different. I can’t seem to get over this unsettling feeling it just gave me. Will you put the children on the line please, Shane?”

She reckoned she would not have peace of mind without hearing their voices.

in the villa. Why don’t you call Mrs. Wilson instead? She could put

“All right,” Natalie responded.

the two proceeded to chitchat about other stuff for

immediately. “Nat’s about to call you. Be careful

“Sure.” Mrs. Wilson nodded.

gaze shifted toward

word, the boy spoke first. “Don’t worry,

across Shane’s face as he looked at them both. “I’m so sorry that I

don’t have to feel sorry for that, Daddy. We all want to help Mommy achieve her dream.

rang as soon as he

the caller’s name displayed on her screen. She picked up the

and Sharon at home with you, Mrs. Wilson?” Natalie asked the moment the line got

since it’s the weekend and they did not need

Wilson answered, “Yes,

out a sigh of relief at once. “Then could

but only Connor’s here. Sharon’s

all right. I’d be happy just to hear

Please hold on while I go upstairs.” With that, Mrs. Wilson took a few steps on her spot and pretended as if she

of footsteps coming on the line, Natalie could not help but feel something off about

did not have much time to mull over it, for Connor’s voice soon came on the