Feel the Way You Feel My Love Novel

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 8

Being the mischievous little boy he was, one of Connor’s eyebrows ticked upwards before a smirk curved his lips.

Looks like I’ll get a chance to get revenge for Mommy!

Spinning around, he returned to his mother’s side and lifted his head to look up at her. “Mommy, I change my mind. Can I get a chocolate gelato?”

Natalie, who was about to pay at the cashier, turned to look at Connor in surprise.

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Her son was smiling at her innocently, his earlier scorn was nowhere to be seen.

Am I dreaming? Can pigs fly?

Nonetheless, Natalie bought another one for Connor and then questioned the two of them, “So where shall we go next?”

Ever since she launched her label, her time off work was extremely precious. Thus, she intended on spending the whole day with her lovely darlings.

“Let’s take the train!” Sharon suggested eagerly. There was a small train that ran through the first floor of the shopping mall.

Connor did not seem to mind, so off they went to the train. But then halfway there, he suddenly stopped moving and said, “Mommy, I have to go to the restroom.”

Fast update and Novel Query “Okay, go ahead then. We’ll wait for you at the

all worried about sending him off alone to the restrooms. Unlike most kids his age, Connor always had

and Connor knew that. That was exactly the reason he chose

Satisfied that she was not looking in his direction, he turned

he saw earlier.

up for me.

browsing through

were so occupied that nobody noticed a little boy had

a deep plunging neckline and a high slit. The dress was designed to hug a woman’s curves in the right places while accentuating her best features, making her the center of attention. Staring at that

to that, it just so happened that there was a dinner party she had to attend with Shane a few days later. Thus, it was a chance to showcase her

definitely fall head over heels for me. It’s impossible for him to

the saleswomen to bring it to her as she could not

around the boutique, looking for Jasmine. Finally, he

changed into the evening gown. She was currently admiring herself in the

rage building in him. His brows

and stopped at just the right distance

deliberately raised his voice and shouted, “Ma’am, your dress

shout from behind Jasmine

around to look. Unfortunately for her, her rapid and abrupt movement sent the hem of her evening dress