Feel the Way You Feel My Love Novel

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 1307

To The Morgue

Lowering his eyes, Silas sighed. “Although I understand your feelings, Dr. Baker, I’m sorry to say that I wasn’t deceiving you. Jacqueline’s really dead, and her body has already been transported to Stanford Hospital.”

Stanford Hospital also happened to be Stanley’s previous place of employment.

When he heard Silas’ words, Jackson felt like his heart was being crushed. It hurt so much that it left him feeling short of breath.

He held the phone in a vice-like grip. “Why? How could it have happened so quickly? It was you lot who killed her, am I right?”

All along, Jackson was aware that Shane had no intentions of handing Jacqueline over to the police and that the man sought to procure justice for himself.

Hence, he thought it highly possible that Shane could have killed Jacqueline.

That got Silas’ brow bunched up into a frown. “You’ve misunderstood us, Dr. Baker. Although we did indeed plan to kill her, we aren’t responsible for it. She was the one who took her own life.”

asudden in skepticism. “How… Why

into her own hands. Seeing how much you loved her, you ought to know as well as anyone her prideful and conceited nature. How would someone like that ever allow herself

Jackson was rendered speechless because he knew it was as Silas described. Jacqueline’s arrogance and egocentricity meant that she would rather die than place herself

Jacqueline must have really

low that no one could see the expression

though, betrayed the fact

one’s own beloved? Although Dr. Baker had

it was no surprise how Jackson emotional state wound up a mess in response

thumbed up the glasses on his nose bridge and tried to offer up some words of consolation. “I understand your sorrow, Dr. Baker, but she’s gone. Please do restrain your

my grief?” Jackson gave a bitter

I take it easy when the

say that Jacqueline is now at the Stanford Hospital?” Jackson stood to his feet, sounding rather

it with a nod. “Yes. She had been sent

ended the call outright. Then, he removed his glasses to wipe away his own tears. Picking up his pace, he raced in the direction of the elevator and made his way out of the hospital without even changing out of the