Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 1259

Chapter 1259 A Bit Sore

Silas swiftly handed over the bag in his hand. "Here!"

Reaching out, Shane took it before asking, "Was there anything usual last night?"

Aware that he wanted to know whether Sean returned last night, Silas shook his head. "No, there was nothing unusual. The radar on our cruise ship didn't detect the presence of a helicopter either, so Sean didn't approach the island last night."

By the time he finished showering, ten minutes had already passed.

He changed into a fresh set of clothes before exiting the bathroom. He proceeded to walk over to the side of the bed and bent down slightly, patting Natalie's exposed shoulder gently. "Wake up."

"Ugh..." A frown marred Natalie's face. Subsequently, she slowly opened her eyes. The moment she glimpsed the man's countenance, a smile bloomed on her face. "Good morning, Darling."

"Good morning. Hurry up and wake up. It's time for breakfast." Shane straightened.

Yawning, Natalie rubbed her eyes and extended a hand at him. "Pull me up."

Shane gave a low chuckle before reaching out and pulling her up.

Sitting up on the bed, Natalie suddenly sucked in a breath.

Shane's expression stiffened, and he hastily inquired, "What's wrong?"

A faint blush stained Natalie's face, and she muttered with a shy smile, "Nothing's wrong. I just feel a bit sore down there."

They went crazy last night without any restraint, so she was hurt slightly.

No sooner had Shane heard that than he flipped open the covers to check on her.

Natalie promptly grabbed his hand. "All right, don't look, Shane. I'm fine. I'll be right as rain when I've gotten used to it in a while." Although he had seen all of her, she didn't quite want him to see her before she cleaned up. She felt too mortified for that.

Of course, it was fine if he did so while she was unaware, but she wouldn't allow him to do so with her knowledge then.

Seeing her embarrassment, Shane didn't plan on forcing her hand. He chuckled softly and remarked, "I'll go and fill the bathtub for you. Soak for a bit, and you'll feel much better." "Okay." Natalie nodded in acquiescence.

Thus, Shane went into the bathroom.

Soon, Natalie heard the sound of running water.

She wasn't idle either, for she flipped open the covers and got out of bed.

However, just when her feet touched the floor, it tugged at her sore spot. Her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed.

Fortunately, she managed to grab hold of the edge of the bed in the nick of time and supported herself that she was spared that humiliation.

Next, she picked up her clothes from the floor and made do with them before heading toward the bathroom.

When she reached the bathroom door, Shane turned and glanced over his shoulder upon hearing movement behind him. "You came at just the right time. The water is ready. Besides, I added some essential oil that can relieve fatigue."

"Okay. Thank you, Darling! You should go out first," Natalie uttered as she walked in.

Shane murmured in acquiescence before he left.

Taking a bath, Natalie soaked for almost half an hour until the water went cold, and she was too lazy to add any hot water. Only then did she snag the towel at the side and wrap it around herself before stepping out of the bathroom.

At the sight of the man in the room, Natalie was stunned for a moment. "You didn't go downstairs, Shane?"

"I've been waiting for you. It's not quite safe for you to move around. You might trip while going down the stairs, so I'm going to help you downstairs. Hurry up and change. Aren't you hungry?" Shane questioned as he picked up the clothes that were ripped the night before and tossed them into the trash can.

Hearing that, Natalie rubbed her stomach. "Indeed, I'm a touch hungry. Wait a moment. I'll be ready in a jiffy."

Then, she walked into the wardrobe.

Two minutes later, she came out in a set of casual sportswear. It was a conservative sports attire that could coincidentally cover all the marks on her body. Most importantly, it was also very loose and comfortable.

When Shane saw that she was ready, he scooped her up in a bridal carry and strode out the door.

Meanwhile, Natalie was stupefied. "Why are you carrying me, Shane? Put me down, quick! I can walk on my own."

Despite that, Shane didn't do as she wished. Instead, he countered, "I know. However, you're too slow on your feet. Besides, I feel like carrying you!"

He looked down at her, his gaze tender and unfathomable.

Natalie almost got lost in his eyes. Subsequently, she chuckled. "All right, then. You can continue carrying me. But be careful that you don't drop me."