Feel the Way You Feel My Love Novel

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 276

Mr. Blackwood pouted. “What do you mean, ‘choose’? Do you think you’re picking cabbages at the supermarket? I can’t just produce one of my pieces when you ask me to!”

Shane’s lips curved into a smile. “I heard from my sources that you still have a Blossoming Prosperity teacup that you haven’t sold yet.”

Mr. Blackwood’s face twitched. “Who—who did you hear that from?”

Shane turned around to look at him. “Oh, does it really matter? Come on, hand it over. I have some land in the capital that I can rent out to you for peanuts. You can build your kiln there.”

Mr. Blackwood looked as though he was about to protest. His mouth opened uncertainly before he clamped it shut and sighed. “I’ve lost to you again! Alright, then, I’ll go and get it for you! Jeez.”

Mr. Blackwood stuck his hands behind him and tottered into the storage room.

That night, Natalie showed up at the Moore Residence with the teacup in hand. After asking one of their servants, she was informed that Mr. Moore was in his study. She decided to make her way there herself.

steps, a woman dashed out from the crowd and ran right into her, bumping so

fall. However, there was a throbbing pain in her shoulder that

Natalie, she stumbled backward pathetically before falling onto the ground on her bottom. The glass of red wine in her hand shattered onto the floor with a loud crash. In an instant, the floor was covered with glass

heavily into each other, she quickly bowed to the woman and apologized.

was completely livid. A look of rage flashed across her beautiful face. She struggled up from the floor and raised her hand to

in so much pain that she could barely speak. She looked

expected to see the woman’s hand swinging down towards

eyes trembled a little. Natalie reached out to grab the woman’s hand instinctively and took a curious look at

a coincidence. She had bumped straight into

rage. She tried to shake her hand free, but Natalie’s grip was simply too strong. Instead, the woman

Isabelle, she said, “I’ll do that

replied, “How dare you knock me onto the floor and make a fool of me in

can’t let go of you then. Although I was wrong for knocking you over, I’ve already apologized. Shall we

cares if you did? I never accepted your apology!” Isabelle snapped, glaring at