Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 152

Shane put the photo aside and wondered aloud, "I wonder what's so valuable in her bag to be worth snatching."

"That I've no idea," Silas answered while shaking his head.

Shane went quiet at his words.

After a while, he massaged the bridge of his nose tiredly and instructed, "Tell Mrs. Wilson to prepare a new set of clothes and send them here."

"Alright," Silas replied and left.

That night, Shane had spent the whole night in Natalie's ward and only left the next morning when a call came in.

Shortly after he left, Natalie slowly regained consciousness.

Mrs. Wilson immediately came over and called out to her, "Ms. Natalie!"

"Mrs. Wilson?" Natalie blinked her eyes in confusion. "Why are you here?" She tried to sit up as she spoke.

"It's Mr. Shane who asked me to take care of you," Mrs. Wilson said while passing her a cup of water.

"Mr. Shane?" Natalie took the cup from her and looked around the room. "Where's he now?"

"He has left a while ago."

"Oh." Natalie couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes as she sipped on her water.

Mrs. Wilson took out an insulated food container and said, "You must be hungry by now, Ms. Natalie. I've made some mushroom soup for you. Please drink it." "Thanks, Mrs. Wilson." Natalie nodded in gratitude.

She was indeed feeling hungry now.

Mrs. Wilson looked on smilingly while watching her drink, which made Natalie feel very embarrassed and she slowed down her drinking speed.

"Is there something on my face, Mrs. Wilson?"

"Oh, no. I'm just feeling very happy. Mr. Shane has never been so caring towards a woman in his life," Mrs. Wilson replied.

Natalie frowned instead. "Huh? I thought the woman he cared the most is Ms. Graham?"

"She?" Mrs. Wilson blinked in surprise before shaking her head. She looked rather tongue-tied instead.

Now Natalie was bewildered by her reaction. Mrs. Wilson doesn't seem to agree with my words.

Am I overthinking it this time?

Natalie sank into contemplation as she stirred her soup absentmindedly.

At that moment, someone knocked on the door and Mrs. Wilson stood up to get the door.

When she returned, she was followed by Jackson behind her. "How's the wound? Does it still hurt?"

Natalie stroked the wound on her shoulder and answered, "A little bit, but it's not hindering my movements at least."

"Of course it won't hinder your movements. It's just a stab into your skin." Jackson rolled his eyes but then gave her a thumbs-up the next moment. "Still, I'm impressed with your courage for blocking that attack from Shane. You're a brave one indeed."

Natalie's face reddened at his sudden praise. "Oh, it's nothing. Mr. Shane has saved me many times before that."

"Ah, indeed. You two have been saving each other's lives so many times, and yet still haven't fallen for each other yet. What a weird occurrence." Jackson narrowed his eyes at Natalie as he mused. Panic flashed across her eyes when he said that. Not knowing how to reply to him, Natalie could only put on an awkward smile.

Jackson did not miss the panic in her eyes though.

He was genuinely surprised by her reaction.

All this while, he had been wondering under what situation would a person actually disregard his own life to save another person. Thanks to his nurse, he only found out this morning that it would be out of love. That made him confirm that Shane had really fallen in love with Natalie for him to treat her so differently and save her so many times.

But Natalie did the same for him as well, so he came over to check on her feelings towards Shane. He didn't expect her to feel the same way as Shane did too.

"Oh, my. This is getting complicated." Jackson smacked his forehead with a bitter smile.

"Why, Dr. Baker?" Natalie looked at him in confusion.

"Oh, nothing. Just let me clear my mind." Jackson left while rubbing his forehead, leaving behind a confused Natalie.

But she didn't think too much about it. After finishing her chicken soup, she started packing to get discharged.

Mrs. Wilson had left the hospital first, but Natalie was not in a hurry to leave yet, so she left for the Neurology Department to pay Stanley a visit.

Unfortunately, Stanley was not in his consultation room. After asking the nurse, she came to know that he was off for a follow-up with a female patient by the name of Graham.

"That Graham girl, is it Ms. Jacqueline Graham?" Natalie muttered in a low voice. She was now very curious about this Ms. Graham she had heard on so many occasions and had the urge to meet her in person.