Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 691

Natalie was silent for a moment. She then snapped the book shut and declared, "Fine, I'll go meet her, then."

After all, Catherine was Shane's aunt. Since she had taken the trouble to come all the way here, the least Natalie could do was to give her a polite greeting.

"Let's go, then," Natalie said impatiently. She got to her feet and straightened her dress before heading out of the room with Mrs. Wilson.

As they descended the stairs, Natalie saw Catherine sitting on the sofa, calmly sipping a cup of tea.

When Catherine heard the sound of footsteps behind her, she hastily set down her tea on the table and turned. When she glimpsed that it was Natalie and Mrs. Wilson approaching, she smiled sweetly and exclaimed, "You're here!"

Confronted with Catherine's beaming face, the only response Natalie could summon was astonishment.

The latter had been on the receiving end of Catherine's condescension before. She was now baffled by the woman's abrupt shift in attitude towards her.

However, Natalie concealed her bewilderment as best as she could and greeted politely, "Mrs. Thompson."

The smile froze on Catherine's face for a moment. Almost immediately, however, she checked herself and burst into a loud peal of laughter. "There's no need for things to be so formal between us! Call me Aunt Catherine!"

"Aunt Catherine," Natalie repeated tentatively.

"That's right," Catherine said approvingly. She reached out and clasped Natalie's hands within hers.

Natalie raised both eyebrows in alarm and almost instinctively pulled her hands back. She courteously resisted the urge to do and allowed Catherine to lead her over to the sofa.

"Nat! Can I call you that?" Catherine asked winningly.

Natalie felt goosebumps all over her arm when she heard the woman address her in such a familiar manner. Forcing her mouth into a smile, she said brightly, "You can call me anything you wish, Aunt Catherine."

"Fantastic! I'll call you Nat, then," Catherine exclaimed, patting Natalie's hand affectionately. "Nat, I never dreamt that we'd ever become family."

"Same here," Natalie said faintly, nodding her head. She vividly recalled her last encounter with Catherine. Catherine had haughtily accused her of seducing Sean, treating Natalie like a cheap wh*re. Natalie, too, had never imagined that she would one day marry into the Thompson family.

"That's what destiny is all about, isn't it?" Catherine said cheerily.

Natalie gently extricated herself from Catherine's clutches, then asked, "Aunt Catherine, why did you come over today? Did anything happen?"

Natalie and Shane had been married for nearly two months. Even though their marriage was still undisclosed to the public, Sean had surely heard about it from the Thompson family.

Sean had not visited either Natalie or Shane or offered them any congratulatory wishes or gifts. It was as if he was still entirely oblivious to the fact that they had gotten married. Now that Catherine had suddenly appeared at their door, however, Natalie found his intentions were utterly suspect. Her brow furrowed as she awaited Catherine's reply.

Catherine picked up her cup of tea and took another sip before saying, "Right, Nat, there's a favor that I'd like to ask of you."

"What is it?" Natalie asked, arching an eyebrow.

"It's like this, Nat. Isn't Shane going after Sean? Can you speak to Shane and convince him to ease off?" Catherine asked anxiously.

A cold gleam appeared in Natalie's eye. Evenly, she intoned, "Aunt Catherine, are you here to ask Shane to stop pursuing Sean?"

"Yes!" Catherine nodded enthusiastically, a look of relief crossing her face. "Nat, you're part of the Thompson family now, and Sean's your brother-in-law. You'll agree, won't you?"

She looked at Natalie expectantly.

Serenely, the latter replied, "I'm sorry, Aunt Catherine, but I'm afraid I can't agree to that."

Catherine's face instantly. In a strangled voice, she repeated, "You won't agree?"

"That's right," Natalie said pleasantly. She subtly drew back, marking the distance between herself and Catherine. "Do you know why Shane is so intent on pursuing Sean, Aunt Catherine? It's because he kidnapped me."

"But you're fine now, aren't you?" Catherine asked, pursing her lips obstinately.

Natalie almost laughed at the sheer absurdity of Catherine's response. "I'm fine now, sure, because Shane rescued me. It doesn't change the fact that Sean kidnapped me, though. You understand, don't you, Aunt Catherine?"

Catherine looked flustered. "Even if Sean kidnapped you, you're fine now, so why don't you be generous and forgive him? Just let him go!"

Be generous and forgive him? Natalie couldn't resist and laughed out loud at the thought.

"Mrs. Thompson," she said with utmost courtesy. "I'm sorry, but I don't have such a forgiving nature. Why should I help someone who hurt me? Since you're asking this of me, Mrs. Thompson, then why don't I ask you the same question? If someone treated you as terribly as that, would you be able to forgive him just like that?"