Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Chapter 976

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 976

Ignoring the lump forming in her throat, Natalie tried to keep her voice as aloof as possible. "What's the matter?"

Harrison shut his eyes. "I only want to tell you and Jared that I'm sorry."

"What for?" Natalie narrowed her eyes.

"Are you calling only to admit your faults and apologize to us? Well, it's too late! My mom is already dead, and she can never hear your apology!" she scoffed.

The man fell silent for two seconds. "No, I'm calling not only to apologize but to tell you something."

"What is it?" Natalie's brows drew together.

On the other end of the phone, Harrison gave the nurse a look to gesture her to leave his ward.

After the nurse had gone out, he said in a solemn tone, "It's the truth about your mom's death."

At his words, Natalie's face contorted with rage. Jumping out of bed to her feet, she yelled, "What did you just say?"

The truth about my mom's death? My assumption is right. My mom's passing was not accidental. Something must have gone wrong somewhere!

"Spill it! Did you murder my mom?" Clutching the phone with both hands, she bellowed at her father.

Meanwhile, Shane had just finished showering and was coming out of the bathroom in a bathrobe. The first thing he saw was her getting all worked up.

"What's wrong?" he asked with his brows knitted together.

With red-rimmed eyes, she looked at him. "Shane, my mom really didn't slip and fell accidentally."

His gaze landed on the phone in her hand. "Is that Harrison?"

"Yeah." Natalie nodded her head.

"Put him on speaker." Shane flung his bath towel aside and marched toward her.

Natalie then turned on the speaker obediently, and Harrison's voice echoed in the room. "Yes, your mom died in my and Susan's hands, but I'm not the main culprit. At most, I'm only an accomplice." "I knew it was the both of you..." Her body trembled all over when she heard that.

Worried that her emotional outburst would affect the baby in her belly, Shane squeezed her hands, signaling her to calm down before questioning indifferently, "Do you mean Susan is the culprit?" Harrison wasn't surprised to hear Shane speaking on the other side of the phone. He hummed in agreement. "Yes, she is. The day Yulia died, she looked for me at the Smith Residence. After she went out, she bumped into Susan. I don't know what they talked about. All I saw was Susan sitting on the floor with a terrified look on her face, while Yulia had already fallen and was lying downstairs."

"Didn't you see Susan pushing my mom off the stairs?" Natalie asked through gritted teeth.

Harrison sighed in exasperation. "No. I only went out of my room after hearing a loud thud."

"How are you so sure that Susan is the culprit then?" Shane's eyes narrowed.

"Because Susan was petrified at that time, mumbling that she did not push Yulia on purpose. That's why I'm sure Susan was the one who did it," Harrison answered.

Natalie bit her lower lip hard. At that moment, her eyes were brimming with tears.

Shane patted her back to console her before asking again, "How about you? What did you do afterward?"

Harrison smiled wryly. "You might not believe it, but I wanted to call the police on the spot, yet Susan stopped me. She even threatened me to help her clean the mess and destroy the evidence, making it look as though Yulia slipped and fell off the stairs herself by accident."

With that, he was no longer an innocent witness but an accomplice of Susan's crime.

"You two are just pure evil!" Natalie could not hold back any longer. Grabbing the phone, she shouted at the top of her lungs at it. "Harrison, you're inhumane! Susan is your wife, but my mom is your wife too! She had been with you for twenty long years! Why did you mistreat her this way! Why?"