Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 1112

Lina gave Natalie a thumbs up. "I salute you, Nat."

Natalie simply smiled. "I hope he gets what I mean and won't let me down."

"If he doesn't get what you mean and harbors grudges against you for lodging a report to the Design Association of his country, I can only comment that he's hopeless. There's no point in sympathizing with him then."

Natalie nodded. "You're right."

Not long after that, they were back in the villa. Natalie went up to the children's room right away to check on them.

Connor was attending a professor's online class, and Sharon had dozed off beside him.

Natalie closed the door of their room silently, not wanting to disturb them. Returning to her room, she could barely wait till night fell to contact Shane.

After waiting for two hours in anticipation, it was finally morning back in their country.

Natalie immediately gave Shane a call.

As though he knew that she would call him at this time, Shane answered his phone almost instantly. "Hello?" he sounded tired as usual.

Natalie's heart wrenched as she knitted her brows. "Darling, you didn't sleep again last night, did you?"

"I did. But not so well," Shane replied as he headed toward the balcony. The morning breeze seemed to have refreshed his mind.

Natalie could sense the trace of unmissable frustration amid the weariness in his tone. She couldn't help but ask, "Darling, did something happen?" "Yeah, someone ransacked Wells Properties. I bet it was Sean again," Shane answered, staring at the rising sun.

"Again? Are you saying that he was the one who broke into our villa as well?"

Shane nodded. "Yeah, it was him. Mrs. Wilson happened to catch a glimpse of his face at that time."

Natalie bit her lip. "Good gracious! He's back in the country again? Then how about Jacqueline?"

"She could be back in the country as well. Jackson actually revealed some information to me yesterday. So I guess she's back with Sean."

Natalie sighed. "Both of them are as agile as monkeys. But why did they suddenly go back? I don't think they are back merely for the share of Wells Properties. If that were the case, it would be too much of a fanfare. Don't you think it's a little unnecessary for them to do so?"

If she were Sean, she certainly would not dig her own grave and go back to Shane's territory impetuously, no matter how important the share of Well Properties was. She would at most assign others to get the share transfer agreement and would never take the risk of doing so herself.

Shane pursed his lips and responded, "Perhaps he has something else up his sleeves. But I'm clueless about it for the time being."

Natalie nodded and reminded him, "I guess so. Shane, you must keep your guard up."

"Don't worry. I will stay alert all the time. Oh yeah, where are the kids?" Shane dropped the subject. He softened at once when he asked about them.

Natalie chuckled, sensing the change in his tone. "Connor is still in class, and Sharon succumbed to sleep after accompanying him for a while."

"Sharon doesn't need to learn that. She just needs to be happy for the rest of her life." Shane sounded exceptionally gentle when it came to his sweet little girl.

Leaning against the head of the bed, Natalie mumbled, "Sharon is not as intelligent as Connor, so I don't expect her to attend complicated classes like him. Even so, I still hope that she can learn to master certain skills. We can't stand by her side and back her up against the obstacles in her life forever. Connor can't stay with her all the time too. Sooner or later, she will have to be independent. So we have to make the necessary arrangements for her when she grows up."

"Whatever you say."

After that, they continued to talk about education for the kids for quite a while. They only ended the conversation when the housekeeper went up to call Natalie for dinner.

At the dining table, Sally handed Natalie a big and thick envelope.

Natalie's heart skipped a beat at the sight of the envelope. Snippets of Hannah's horrendous act previously flashed across her mind. Since the incident, she could not put the terrifying moments out of her mind and suffered from a phobia of parcels or letters.

Sally seemed to have seen through Natalie and could not help but laugh. "Nat, take it easy. It's not a prank. It's from the magazine company. They requested me to pass it to you."