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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 738
She stretched out her hand, wanting to grab Shane’s trousers.
However, he took a step back and avoided her.
His actions caused her to feel extremely hurt.
Not only did he not believe her, but he was also acting so cruelly toward her.
When Natalie thought about that, her heart ached terribly. Even her breathing became rushed.
“I witnessed the scene personally. Do you think that I’ll believe you just because you said these? To protect your
mom, you’ve abandoned your morals, Natalie,” mocked Shane. Then, he left without sparing her another glance.
“Shane!” Gazing at his back, Natalie quickly stood up. She wanted to pull him back and stop him from leaving.
There was a voice in her head telling her that once he left the house, it would be the end between them.
Hence, she must not let him leave.
However, no matter how Natalie tried to stop him, Shane’s determination to leave remained firm.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe drove away from the villa.
Natalie sat on the floor, staring in his direction in a daze.
At that moment, Mrs. Wilson came out. “Are you alright, madam?”
She had heard Natalie’s conversation with Shane earlier.
Initially, she had thought that Shane’s bad attitude toward Natalie was because she had done something wrong.
Never had she expected that Shane’s parents would be involved in this.
Not responding to Mrs. Wilson, Natalie continued staring in the direction Shane took when he left.
As Mrs. Wilson was afraid that Natalie would fall sick after sitting on the floor for too long, she bent down and
helped Natalie up.
The moment Natalie stood up, a pang of pain shot through her head. A few images flashed past her mind rapidly,
but it was so fast that she could not capture them clearly.
What are those images? Massaging her forehead, Natalie felt an indescribable feeling surface within her.
Why did these strange scenes appear in my mind when I had a headache earlier?
“What’s wrong, madam?” asked Mrs. Wilson worriedly when she noticed Natalie’s expression.
She shook her head and replied hoarsely, “I’m fine. I just had a sudden headache. It’s over now.”
“Let’s go in first.” When Mrs. Wilson saw that Natalie’s complexion was improving, she heaved a sigh of relief.
Natalie mumbled in agreement.
Mrs. Wilson helped Natalie to the couch and sat her down. She was about to pour a glass of water when Natalie
suddenly asked, “Mrs. Wilson, did you hear my argument with Shane earlier?”
Mrs. Wilson nodded.
“Do you think that my mom really killed Shane’s parents?” Natalie stared at her hopefully.
Mrs. Wilson’s gaze flitted around. “How would I know?”
When both of them were arguing, she was watching them from afar.
She could tell that Shane was not spouting nonsense. However, Natalie did not seem like she was lying.
Perhaps, her mother really did not have a red car.
Hence, the truth of the matter still needed to be confirmed. It was not appropriate for her to be biased toward any
one of them.
Natalie also understood Mrs. Wilson’s concern. Not putting her in a difficult position, she let her leave.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter she left, Natalie curled up on the couch and became immersed in her own thoughts.
For a while, she thought about how Shane accused her mother of killing his parents.
Then, she thought about how Shane regretted falling in love with her and marrying her.
These two thoughts were so tormenting that she was on the verge of a mental breakdown. She did not know what
to do.
That night, Natalie could not sleep. The moment she closed her eyes, these thoughts filled her mind. It was
impossible for her to fall asleep peacefully.
After she sent the kids to the kindergarten the next day, she went to the office.
Joyce pushed open her office door excitedly, holding a classy magazine in her hands. “Nat, the Century is out! Take
a look at it!”
Natalie forced out a smile. However, in the next second, her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she collapsed
on the desk, unconscious.
“Nat?” Joyce was taken aback. Tossing the magazine aside, she rushed up to check on Natalie.
When she saw that Natalie was unconscious, she yelled anxiously, “Someone, call the ambulance now!”
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