CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

After saying that, Natalie led the two children into the bathroom. Under their bewildered gazes, she bent down a fraction and whispered, “My darlings, stay here quietly and don't make a single sound, okay?

When she was at Shane's villa yesterday, she realized that she couldn't allow anyone else close to Shane to learn of the two children's existence. After all, the more people who knew about them, the faster their identities would come to light.

As Jacqueline is the person who'll be marrying Shane in the future, I've got to keep her from seeing them all the more!

“Why?” Connor stared at her.

Likewise, Sharon tilted her head.

All of a sudden, Natalie didn't know how to explain things to them. After racking her brains for a moment, she answered smilingly, “Because the lady outside doesn't like kids. Thus, you've got to stay quiet. When we go home later, I'll buy you both ice cream. How about that?”

“Yay! I want ice cream!” Sharon instantly jumped for joy when she heard that there would be food.

“All you do is eat!” Connor rolled his eyes at his sister. Although he could tell that Natalie wasn't telling the truth, he nodded in acquiescence upon seeing his sister's delight.

“Great!” After kissing her two children, Natalie closed the bathroom door before striding to the door of the hospital room and opened it.

Dressed in a blue and white hospital gown, Jacqueline waved at her with a smile. “Good evening, Ms. Smith.”

in return. Then,

so I came over to visit him. I'm not bothering him at this hour, am I?” Jacqueline cast her

at all. Stanley hasn't regained consciousness yet. Anyway, do come in, Ms. Graham.” Dropping her hand from the doorknob, Natalie

nodded in response. After uttering a word of

closed the door and followed behind

the hospital bed while Natalie went to the

water, she returned to Jacqueline's side and handed the

quickly took it with a smile. However,

so she waved a dismissive hand. “You're welcome. Please have a

murmured. Setting the cup aside, she sat down, making it glaringly obvious that she didn't

Jacqueline was probably not thirsty, so

is fine, Ms. Smith?” Jacqueline asked as she stared at Stanley, who was on the hospital bed with a pale countenance, an IV drip on the

head. “He's fine. He only needs to recuperate

Jacqueline heaved a sigh even as a hint of disappointment showed on her pallid and

sat down

first regained consciousness, I suffered from splitting headaches every day, but I hadn't had another headache ever since he operated on