Feel the Way You Feel My Love Novel

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 133

“Huh?” Natalie uttered dumbly.

When she still did not move, Shane frowned. “What are you standing around for? We still have a meeting later.”

“Oh yes!” At the mention of the meeting, Natalie snapped out of her daze. She left for the room with the bag of clothes.

Stepping inside, she took a deep breath of the refreshing smell of mint. It abruptly dawned on her that this was Shane’s room.

I’m going to take a shower in his room!

She glanced back at the shut door of the room and blushed.

Nevertheless, the stickiness on her body served to calm her down quickly enough. She took a deep breath, pushed the thought out of her mind, and headed for the bathroom.

The sound of water splashing down drifted over from the private room. Shane, who had been in the middle of reviewing some documents, suddenly stopped writing. His eyes slid over to stare at the room.

After a moment, he leaped to his feet. Tugging at his tie with agitated movements, he yanked open his desk drawer and took out a pack of cigarettes. With that in hand, he stalked over to the balcony.

his hot face was like a balm to his nerves. He massaged his temples, only just

while later, Natalie finished her shower and exited the room. She noted the empty office and wondered if Shane had already left. Out of a sudden,

entered with a document. “Mr. Shane, about the first

finish, he noticed Natalie standing by the couch. The woman was currently drying her hair with a towel. Silas’

with the damp look of her skin were obvious indicators that she had

Mr. Shane’s office. Does that

silently, utterly dumbfounded

puzzled look. “Mr. Campbell, what’s

had a change in attitude. In a tone a lot more polite than before, he replied,

know, the sliding door to the balcony opened. Shane stepped back into his

distinctive smell of cigarette smoke wafting from him had Silas certain that

smoke while women like

Shane and Ms. Smith must have done

his nose. “It’s like this. I just came over from the Data Processing Department. The sales data for the

I’ll take a

desk. “Then I’ll be taking my leave, Mr.