Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 1234

Chapter 1234 How Dare You Call Me A Dog

Of course, Natalie purposefully moved a table over to the door and blocked it to prevent Sean from breaking in during the middle of the night. That way, she would immediately be alerted if someone wanted to force his or her way in.

Fortunately, the night passed peacefully without anyone attempting to break in. She slept very well and was invigorated when she woke up. Dropping her hands that she had placed at her waist while stretching, Natalie cast a wary look at the door. "Who is it?"

"It's time for breakfast, madam." The housekeeper's voice sounded outside the door.

Natalie breathed a sigh of relief. "Got it. I'll be there in a bit."

Phew! I thought it was Sean again!

"All right. Please hurry then, madam. I'll be going downstairs first," the housekeeper replied.

Natalie grunted in response.

Shortly after, she heard the housekeeper's footsteps fading away.

Flipping the covers, she went over to the floor-to-ceiling windows and pulled open the curtains for a look. She wanted to see whether there was a ship, helicopter, or the like outside. If so, it might be Shane.

Alas, the ocean was as calm as ever, as was the sky. There wasn't even a seabird in view, let alone a ship.

It seems that Shane hasn't found this place yet. Anyhow, I believe that it's only a matter of time. The most important thing I've got to do now is to help him keep Sean and Jacqueline from leaving! While pondering about it, she took a deep breath and whirled around, heading to the bathroom.

After washing up, she changed and went downstairs.

There was an array of clothes in the wardrobe in the room, all of her size.

Without a doubt, it was Sean who prepared them for her.

Despite her loathing toward him, she couldn't bring herself to wear the same clothes all the time due to hygiene reasons. Besides, she felt that those clothes would only go to waste if she didn't wear them. When she came to the living room, the housekeeper was sweeping the floor. The instant she caught sight of Natalie, she promptly put her work aside. "Madam."

Natalie positively detested that address, so she reflexively frowned. Yet, she didn't correct her.

She had done that anyway, but the housekeeper refused to change that address. Hence, there was no use correcting her again.

"Please proceed to the dining table for breakfast, madam." The housekeeper made a sweeping gesture at her.

Natalie nodded in acknowledgment. "Okay."

The housekeeper then led the way ahead while she followed behind her.

When they arrived in the dining room, Sean wasn't there. Jacqueline was there all alone.

Jacqueline was seated and looking down at her phone at something or other, her brows creased deeply.

While not in the least bit interested in whatever she was looking at, Natalie was very much interested in the cell phone itself.

That was the thing she wanted most then. As long as she had a cell phone, she would be able to contact Shane.

I've got to figure out a way to get a cell phone from either Jacqueline or Sean!

While considering that, she narrowed her eyes slightly as she made up her mind to do so.

In the next moment, she put away her thoughts, lest Jacqueline discerned them. That would be bad.

Jacqueline looked up from her cell phone when she heard the sounds of footsteps. At the sight of Natalie, her lips curved into a smirk. "You're something else that you managed to injure Sean that much, Natalie!"

Pulling out a chair, Natalie took her seat. Ignoring her, she turned to the housekeeper and inquired, "Is Sean not here?"

"Sir left the island for some business," the housekeeper replied.

Natalie's expression changed. "He left? When did he leave?"

"Midnight last night," the housekeeper answered.

At that answer, Natalie bit her lip.

Midnight? I didn't even hear a single sound!

"Did he leave by plane?" Natalie continued inquiring.

Across from her, Jacqueline narrowed her eyes upon hearing her question. "Why, are you asking all that because you want to leave this place?"

Natalie's gaze darkened, but still, she ignored the woman and treated her as though she was thin air.

Enraged, Jacqueline slammed a hand onto the table. "I'm talking to you, Natalie! Did you not hear me?"

"Oh, sorry, I thought it was a dog barking, so I didn't bother paying any mind. After all, we're of different species." Natalie flashed her a smile. Jacqueline's temper spiked, and she almost flipped the table. She glowered at her with eyes blazing scarlet. "How dare you call me a dog?"