Feel the Way You Feel My Love Novel

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 322

In fact, Stanley’s words had struck her cold.

At that moment, a nurse suddenly rapped on the door and peered in. “Ms. Rivers, it’s 9 p.m. It’s time for me to take Dr. Quinn’s temperature.”

“It’s 9 p.m. already?” Joyce blurted, taking a glance at the clock. Mildly reproving, she mumbled half to herself, “Time passes so quickly! I didn’t realize that it had gotten so late. Come in, please.”

The nurse smiled and nodded, pushing her cart into the room.

Natalie watched as the nurse drew out a thermometer and deftly took Stanley’s temperature. Seeing her chance, Natalie grabbed her bag from where it lay at the head of Stanley’s bed. “Stanley, Joyce, it’s time for the kids and me to head back too.”

“I’ll walk you out,” Joyce said, rising from her seat.

With the thermometer in his mouth, Stanley could only wave at them.

Modestly, Natalie said, “Please don’t trouble yourself! Stay here and take care of Stanley. We’ll see ourselves out.”

Natalie then turned to her two children, who had been drinking what was left of the chicken soup and watching cartoons. “Connor, Sharon, let’s go,” she called.

“OK!” Connor replied eagerly. He immediately put down his phone and leaped off the sofa with Sharon in tow.

had them bid their farewells to Stanley and Joyce. They then left

appeared within view. He was

aside in excitement and dashed

mouth cracked into a smile. He bent down and scooped her up

faint milk smell. Shane’s heart softened as

towards Shane and Sharon while pulling Connor along. She said blandly,

and asked, “Why did

are you implying that you were

defiantly but did

So it is true!

at him. “Mr. Shane, is there

for what happened in front of the Ophthalmology Department

Sharon’s feet touched the floor,

approvingly. Then, she turned towards Shane and asked,

“Yes,” Shane said readily.

“You don’t have to do that, Mr.

tell that you weren’t

it was good enough. We’ll take our leave then,