Feel the Way You Feel My Love Novel

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 197

Natalie had no idea what was going through his mind. She only knew that she didn’t want him to be responsible and ended up hurting his man’s pride. She bit her lips and said with determination, “That’s right, that was an accident. What else can we do? You claimed that you’ll be responsible which means you’ll just give me money. Don’t tell me you’re going to marry me?”

After hearing that, Shane remained silent and didn’t say a word.

Natalie laughed upon seeing his reaction. “See, you’re not saying anything which means I’m right. What you meant by taking responsibility was to give me money. However, that money would be an insult to me and I wouldn’t accept it. So it’s better for us to treat that as an accident.”

Having said that, she looked away and attempted to get up from the sofa.

But once her feet touched the ground, she lost control of both her legs. With a shriek, she fell forward.

Shane took a big step forward and caught her. “Where do you want to go? I’ll carry you.”

Natalie fell into Shane’s arms. She could smell the scent exuding from his body and listening to the gentleness in his voice, had her feeling the urge to cry.

She held it in and refrained from showing. After regaining her composure, she stepped back. “There’s no need for that, Mr. Shane. I can manage myself.”

clothes from the armrest with one hand while holding tightly to the blanket with the

Shane’s place, Natalie arrived in front of her own apartment and she pressed the

the other end of

it’s me.” Natalie answered

face, she was so stunned that her mask fell

say anything. Just let me in.” Natalie urged, blushing

were so weak she

senses and quickly stepped aside. “Oh, quickly

house and went

mask and shut the door behind her. She followed her, stood out of the bathroom, and asked, “Baby Girl, who were you

front of the mirror and stared

a meal with Joyce, I thought you spent the night at her place. Instead, you went out with some guy and God knows what

as she was about to reply, Yulia said in a concerned voice, “Nat,

to laugh or cry. “It’s nothing, it

she was about to question further, the doorbell rang