Shane's perfect-sculptured face was tense. “I did not send you home.”

“Hmm?” Natalie blinked her eyes in a daze. “You didn't send me home?”

Shane nodded in response.

Natalie's brows creased. “How could it not be you? You were the one at the bar just now.”

“You've mistaken Stanley for me!” Shane looked right into her eyes.

The woman shook her head. “That's impossible. Even if I had too much to drink, I wouldn't have mistaken Stanley for you.”

“You couldn't have been mistaken, but what if Stanley's hypnotized you?” Shane had his hands in his pockets and said with a frosty tone.

“Wh- what do you mean?” Natalie set her back straight. She had a hunch that what he was about to say would greatly challenge her beliefs and understanding.

The man looked straight into her eyes and parted his lips, “You've probably been hypnotized by Stanley back in the bar into thinking that he was me. I guess he was trying to catch you off guard and take you away.”

a stiff smile. “That's impossible. He doesn't

man. Otherwise, why would you have no idea that he knows hypnosis? As to why he's doing this, it's

widened

in between his brows and continued, “He knew that you would be more wary of him after he tried to kiss you back

the sheets and jumped off the bed as she

kissed me last time... But otherwise,

Stanley be

to believe me. Fine, then let me show you what kind of person he

man had been asking Silas to investigate Stanley's past, in

much progress. Now that

hurting me!” Natalie resisted the man, reluctant to trail

that once she had seen it, she wouldn't be able to see

her lip at the thought and tried to shrug

noticed the wound on his left arm, and all colors drained from her face. “Mr.

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