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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 158

But Shane merely paused at her bite and continued transferring his air to her. His hands were tight on

her waist to stop her from struggling out of his grip.

Still, Natalie fainted out of lack of oxygen, despite having Shane transferring his oxygen to her.

Not long after she fainted, Shane staggered slightly due to the lack of oxygen. His usually sharp eyes

now looked unfocused, obviously at the brink of fainting.

At that moment, Joyce’s voice sounded from the entrance. “Nat! Are you inside?”

Shane’s face lit up at her voice. With clenched teeth, he carried Natalie in his arms and staggered

towards the door. He then gave the door a forceful kick to notify Joyce of their presence.

Joyce jumped at the sudden kick, but then swiftly took out her key and unlocked the door.

The moment she opened the door, a gust of pungent air rushed into her nostrils.

Joyce couldn’t help but retch at the smell. “What the hell is this? Why is it so smelly?”

But Shane did not answer her and carried Natalie all the way to the lawn. Once he reached there, he put

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down Natalie and collapsed beside her while panting huge mouthfuls of fresh air.

Joyce rushed over to them frantically. “What just happened, Mr. Shane? How’s Nat now?”

She asked while pointing the unconscious Natalie beside him.

Shane covered his eyes with his hand and explained everything breathlessly.

Joyce’s face turned white at his words. “Goodness! This is so evil of them. How dare they try to kill both

of you! Let me call the ambulance now.”

She immediately took out her phone when Shane stopped her.

“No need for that. Nitrogen gas can suffocate a person to death, but we can recover easily after

breathing in some fresh air.”

“Oh, really? That’s good to hear!” Joyce sighed in relief after hearing that.

Shane lied panting on the lawn for some time before his drowsy mind finally cleared. He then sat up in

his place and massaged his temples. “How do you know we’re still here?”

“I guessed it. Connor told me Nat hasn’t returned and that he couldn’t reach her phone. So he called me

and I rushed over to check,” Joyce answered in relief. “Luckily, I came in time, otherwise…”

Her voice trailed off in fear as she imagined the possible consequences that would occur on them both.

Shane nodded his head and carried Natalie to his car.

After that, he took out a torchlight and walked around the factory. He returned with a small electronic

device in his hand.

Joyce exclaimed in shock when she saw the device. “It’s a signal jammer! Where did you get it from?”

Shane did not answer her and only took out his handkerchief to wrap the device. He then tossed the

wrapped device to Joyce and spoke, “Get someone to do a forensic check on the thumbprints found on

this device.”

“Alright.” Joyce nodded immediately.

With that, Shane returned to his car and drove to Natalie’s condo.

The next morning, Natalie was surprised to find herself lying in her soft bed instead of the factory. “I’m

not dead?”

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“Of course you’re not! If I didn’t rush there in time, you’ll be lying in the crematorium now,” Joyce replied

loudly while leaning on the door frame.

“Joyce?” Natalie lifted her gaze to meet Joyce’s.

Joyce strode towards her bed and dropped Natalie’s pile of clothes on her head. “Yea, it’s me. Time for

breakfast, my friend.”

Natalie hummed in reply and suddenly gave Joyce a bear hug. “I really thought I’ll die, Joyce. Thanks for

saving me.”

Joyce stroked her head with a chuckle. “Enough, enough. Why are you being so clingy today? Let go of

me this instant. Otherwise, someone else will think you’re having a crush on me.”

“Geez, you’ve got no fun.” Natalie rolled her eyes at Joyce, but she was touched nonetheless.

She knew Joyce said so to relieve her fear from last night’s event.

“Oh, yes.” Natalie suddenly grabbed Joyce’s hand worriedly. “How’s Mr. Shane? Is he alright?”

“Don’t worry. He’s fine. He has better lungs than you and has recovered last night,” Joyce replied with a

shrug.

Natalie finally let out a sigh of relief. “Great! That’s good to hear.”

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