Feel the Way You Feel My Love Novel

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 73

Upon hearing her words, Jasmine panicked for a brief moment, but she calmed down immediately and responded gloomily, “Natalie, what do you mean by that? You doubt my abilities?”

“I’m just curious. It’s fine if you’d rather not talk about it.” Natalie smirked as she shrugged, neither denying nor affirming the other woman’s allegation.

Jasmine snorted at her, “I have nothing to hide. It’s totally normal for a designer to have a variety of styles. It’s nothing unusual. You, on the other hand, should concentrate on your work rather than questioning me!”

After that, Jasmine strutted away in her high heels, but there was something odd about the way she walked.

Natalie watched her leave before letting loose a sigh.

It’s normal to change styles? Everyone knows that every designer has only one style! Only Jasmine could have spouted such nonsense. Did she not see how everyone’s expressions changed at her words?

Natalie shook her head, directing her gaze back to the computer, and went to work.

When Natalie left the office in the evening, she went to the kindergarten to pick up her kids first. Then, she took them to Joyce, who would be taking care of them for the time being, before hailing a taxi to Sunrise Hotel.

when she arrived at

door to the booth, she heard Jasmine call out to her

Natalie walked over to her, pulled out her cell phone, and pointed at the time. “The party starts at eight, right? It’s not

party starts at eight in the beginning, but later I changed it to

lips. “Sorry, I’m not in the group

so?” Jasmine, pretending to be shocked, turned to ask the other attendees, “Didn’t

maxed out the group chat capacity!”

at Natalie, “Oh, pardon me.

Joyce as she kept up the farce, and the corners of her mouth twitched in annoyance.

to that moment,

mean the group chat’s capacity is full? From the very beginning, they were specifically instructed by Jasmine not to add me. That wretched woman also changed the time of the party on purpose, just so that I would be late. What a way to make things difficult for

soon as Natalie pulled a chair to sit down, Jasmine placed a bottle of red wine in front of her. “Ms. Natalie, it’s not your fault you’re late, but you still are. Why don’t you

Bingo!

back to Jasmine. “Ms. Jasmine, I’m sorry. I

Her expression darkened. “What’s the meaning of this, Ms. Natalie? Do you intend to make me look