Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 555

Curious, Natalie had her eyes fixed on Shane, anticipating his answer.

However, he simply furrowed his brows and shook his head. "Nothing. Other than causing troubles here and there, Sam and his wife didn't do anything out of line. Although Sean did drug me five years ago, my grandpa had already passed long before that incident."

"Huh... That's really weird, then," commented Natalie.

"It is." Shane pursed his lips. "I'm also trying hard to replace the will because I'm dying to know what they have done. But Grandpa had hidden the will so well that I still don't have a single clue about its whereabouts to this day."

"Don't rush. Take your time," uttered Natalie as she held his arm, comforting him.

Seeing this, Shane's expression softened a bit. "I will. But I must replace that will for both of us."

Sam's the reason I'm infertile now. I can never forgive him for that, so I have to take my revenge no matter what.

Natalie had no idea of the grudge that was buried within Shane. After hearing that he was doing this for the two of them, warmth surged within her heart.

Soon, they fell into a comfortable silence as they headed toward the villa.

When they arrived, Natalie stood rooted to her spot in front of the gate. Something's wrong.

When Shane got out of the car, he walked over to her and stopped beside her with an arched brow. "What's the matter?"

"I feel like something's amiss here..." Natalie pointed toward the villa.

"What's amiss?" asked Shane as he narrowed his eyes quizzically.

"I don't know. It's just... too quiet."

Usually, all the lights are on, but it's dark and quiet now. It's like no one's inside.

"Could this be Mrs. Wilson's supposed surprise?" Natalie made her guess.

It could be, right? Typically, when someone wants to make a surprise, they would ask everyone else to hide first. Is Mrs. Wilson that cliché?

Both Natalie and Shane seemed to be thinking the same thing.

After staring at the villa for a while more, he pulled out the key card and unlocked the door.

"Guess we'll replace out once we're inside," he uttered, putting the key card back.

Natalie nodded and followed after him, entering the villa.

Without taking off his shoes, Shane went to switch on the lights first.

As the villa became brightly lit, explosive sounds echoed out of the blue.

Not knowing where it came from, Shane's eyes widened in surprise before he instinctively pulled Natalie into his arms to protect her.

It wasn't until his eyes landed on the pieces of colorful, glittery confetti midair that he realized what had just exploded.

Shane's expression darkened.

"What's going on, Shane?" asked Natalie since she could not see anything with him pressing her head against his chest.

"Nothing," came his nonchalant reply before breaking the hug, allowing Natalie to step out from his hold.

Noticing the glitters on his head and shoulders, Natalie's eyes went round for a moment before she burst into laughter while covering her mouth. "What's so funny?" questioned Shane, pursing his lips.

"Nothing. It's just that your response was too exaggerated. It's just confetti, yet you thought it was something dangerous." She laughed harder, clutching her stomach. A hint of anger flashed across Shane's face, but it quickly dissipated. Brushing the confetti off him, he scoffed, "I'll have Mrs. Wilson clean these later. Let's go in."

With that, he strolled in and entered the living room, leaving her behind, but Natalie knew that he was embarrassed for being laughed at.

Wiping off the tears from the corners of her eyes, she followed suit.

However, she had walked too fast, which resulted in her bumping into Shane's back when she reached the living room and almost lost her footing.