Feel the Way You Feel My Love Novel

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 175

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, so Natalie let go of Yulia and pulled a couple of tissues when she saw how red her mother’s eyes were. Natalie then went to get the door after handing Yulia the tissues.

Standing outside was Silas waving at her. “Sorry to bother you this late, Ms. Natalie.”

“It’s fine.” Natalie shook her head before asking curiously, “Is there anything I can help you with, Mr. Campbell?”

“Oh, Mr. Shane and I came here to pick up something very important, but we couldn’t get the box opened, so I was wondering if you have the superintendent’s contact number.” Silas adjusted his glasses and tried to peek into Natalie’s living room as if he were looking for something.

However, Natalie did not notice the man’s peculiar behavior. She just smiled and nodded. “I do. Just give me a second. I’ll go get you his card.”

With that, Natalie turned and went back to the living room.

“Who is it, Baby Girl?” Yulia glanced at the door.

Natalie was squatting in front of the coffee table looking for the business card when she answered her mother, “It’s my boss. You should go to bed, Mom. I’m sure you’re jet-lagged.”

“Sure.” Yulia dropped the grapes and dusted her hands off before going to the bathroom.

Natalie returned to the door when she found the card and passed it to Silas.

Natalie, Silas did not seem to be in a hurry to leave. Instead, he pretended to be

my mother,” replied

of

the man a puzzled look. “Why do you look so happy to hear that, Mr.

I?” Silas looked away and played coy. “You must’ve misread my

with the business card and entered the opposite

as he

left the party. I know he must be concerned about the person Ms. Natalie was going to pick up. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come

on Ms. Natalie’s door. I’m sure he’ll be relieved to hear that she went to pick up her mother

to the

Shane,” called out Silas

on a chair, Shane lifted his head to look at his assistant. “Where did you

didn’t you say that you had trouble opening the mailbox? So I went to Ms. Natalie to ask for the

responding to the man, Shane looked down

his throat. “Ms. Natalie’s mother seems to be in excellent shape, Mr.

straightened

the assistant’s face before he continued, “I was talking

her mother?” Fiddling with his pen,