Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 157

But Shane merely lifted his eyelids and replied lazily. "I have plenty of them."

Natalie's lips twitched at his statement; she was rendered speechless at his words.

"Hold your hand still," Shane ordered.

Natalie could only follow his order obediently when she saw him trying to wrap the torn tie around her injured hand.

Oh, so he wants to tend to my wound. Natalie's heart raced at the realization.

Shane covered the biggest piece of fabric on her wound and started wrapping the remainder of his torn tie around her hand.

But being a man himself, his force was a tad bit too strong while bandaging.

"Ouch!" Natalie couldn't help but winced in pain.

"Bear with it," Shane uttered coldly.

Despite his words though, he did soften his strength and became gentler when bandaging the wound.

Natalie noticed the change and couldn't stop herself from chucking aloud.

"What are you laughing at?" Shane frowned at her laughter.

"I'm laughing at how much of a tsundere you are. You never mean what you say most of the time," Natalie said while staring at him.

Shane immediately got what she meant. Pursing his lips, he lightly pressed the wound on her palm vengefully.

"Ouch!" Natalie exclaimed in pain.

"I'm done." Shane threw her hand back when he was done bandaging.

Natalie pouted her lips. She knew he was trying to take revenge on her statement about him.

Hmph! What a vengeful man.

But hey, I didn't expect him to have such a childish side!

Natalie covered her mouth and laughed soundlessly, or else her boss would get unhappy again.

After some time, just when Natalie started to feel drowsy, footsteps were suddenly heard outside the factory. The next moment, something dropped from the sunroof and rolled on the floor loudly.

Natalie woke up instantly from the noise and pointed at the nearest bottle near her. "What's that, Mr. Shane?"

Shane did not answer her and got up to check the bottle. When he saw the label, his expression changed suddenly. "This is nitrogen gas. Quick! Cover your nose and mouth now!"

"What?" Natalie's pupils constricted in fear and she covered her nose and mouth tightly.

Just like what Shane had said, the person who locked them in indeed wanted to harm them.

But she didn't expect them to use concentrated nitrogen gas on them. Not only the gas smelled pungent, but it could also suffocate them to death after excessive inhalation. This person wants us dead indeed! Natalie's eyes were red with rage and hatred when she realized the danger they were in.

Shane came back to her with his nose and lips covered. "Is there any water here?" he asked in a muffled voice.

Natalie shook her head. "No, there isn't. We've just rented this factory site not too long ago, so we've only had time for electricity installation and not water."

Hearing that, Shane's expression turned tense and serious.

Regret and guilt consumed Natalie after seeing his face.

If she hadn't blackmail Susan back then, she wouldn't have dragged Shane down with her.

This is all my fault.

"I'm so sorry, Mr.-"

"Don't talk. Hold your breath," Shane cut her off.

Natalie nodded in acknowledgement.

But it did not take long before she could no longer hold her breath. Her face was red and tears were brimming in her eyes. Her brain was getting drowsy as well, and her chest was tight and burning painfully. "Mr. Shane. I... I can't hold any longer," Natalie panted.

Shane was not any better either. But when he saw her suffocated state, he forced himself to pull her up to him. Under Natalie's confused gaze, Shane took her chin and crashed his lips on hers. "Hmm!" Natalie widened her eyes as her mind went blank in shock.

Did he just... kiss me?

Realizing that, a hint of embarrassment flashed across her eyes.

She was about to push Shane away when she felt him blowing some air into her mouth cavity.

Her raised hands went limp at the realization. It turned out he was not kissing her, but transferring some breathable air from his mouth to hers.

No! How could he do that!

Natalie frowned at his reckless actions.

The factory is already filled with nitrogen gas and there's not much fresh air left, and here he is transferring some of his air to me. Is he trying to kill himself?

The thought made Natalie bite his lips forcefully, hoping he would let go of her.