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.

and Joyce. They then left the

Shane suddenly appeared

flung Natalie’s hand aside in excitement and dashed

smile. He bent down and scooped her

faint milk smell. Shane’s heart softened as he

Sharon while pulling Connor along. She said blandly, “Mr. Shane, please

Sharon’s hair and asked, “Why did you come out only after

Shane, are you implying

raised his chin defiantly

So it is true!

at him. “Mr. Shane, is there anything you need me

of Jacqueline for what happened in front of the Ophthalmology

moment Sharon’s feet touched the floor,

approvingly. Then, she turned towards Shane and asked, “Mr. Shane, so you are apologizing on behalf of

“Yes,” Shane said readily.

have to do that, Mr. Shane. Ms. Smith already

sincere. I could tell that you weren’t entirely

hesitated. “It wasn’t ideal, but it was good enough. We’ll take our leave then, Mr.