Feel the Way You Feel My Love Novel

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 691

Natalie was silent for a moment. She then snapped the book shut and declared, “Fine, I’ll go meet her, then.”

After all, Catherine was Shane’s aunt. Since she had taken the trouble to come all the way here, the least Natalie could do was to give her a polite greeting.

“Let’s go, then,” Natalie said impatiently. She got to her feet and straightened her dress before heading out of the room with Mrs. Wilson.

As they descended the stairs, Natalie saw Catherine sitting on the sofa, calmly sipping a cup of tea.

When Catherine heard the sound of footsteps behind her, she hastily set down her tea on the table and turned. When she glimpsed that it was Natalie and Mrs. Wilson approaching, she smiled sweetly and exclaimed, “You’re here!”

Confronted with Catherine’s beaming face, the only response Natalie could summon was astonishment.

The latter had been on the receiving end of Catherine’s condescension before. She was now baffled by the woman’s abrupt shift in attitude towards her.

However, Natalie concealed her bewilderment as best as she could and greeted politely, “Mrs. Thompson.”

The smile froze on Catherine’s face for a moment. Almost immediately, however, she checked herself and burst into a loud peal of laughter. “There’s no need for things to be so formal between us! Call me Aunt Catherine!”

Natalie repeated

right,” Catherine said approvingly. She reached out and clasped Natalie’s

back. She courteously resisted the urge to do and

Can I call you that?” Catherine

address her in such a familiar manner. Forcing her mouth into a smile, she said brightly, “You can call me anything you wish, Aunt

call you Nat, then,” Catherine exclaimed, patting Natalie’s hand

last encounter with

too, had never imagined that she would one day

is all about,

from Catherine’s clutches, then asked, “Aunt Catherine, why did you come over today? Did

two months. Even though their marriage was still undisclosed to the public, Sean

any congratulatory wishes or gifts. It was as if he was still entirely oblivious to the fact that they had gotten married. Now that Catherine had suddenly

cup of tea and took another sip before saying,

Natalie asked,

this, Nat. Isn’t Shane going after Sean? Can you speak to Shane

appeared in Natalie’s eye. Evenly, she intoned, “Aunt Catherine, are