Chapter 925

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

“She fainted,” Sally said reproachfully. “What did you say to her that shocked her so much? Don’t you
know that pregnant women should be treated with care?”



Shane did not mind the admonishment in the least. She was, after all, doing this because she cared
about Natalie.

Instead, he said, “I told her something happened to Sharon.”

“Are you serious?” Sally was immediately concerned. “Is she all right?”

“She is now,” the other said and left it at that.



“Thank goodness.”

“Let me know when Nat comes to. Take care of her for me, please.” While there was nothing Shane
wanted more than to be by the side of his beloved, he knew he was needed here with the children.

“Don’t worry, I will,” Sally assured.

“Thanks.” Ending the call, Shane’s expression darkened as an icy look appeared in his eyes. Jacqueline
Graham, I’ll make you pay for what you did!



Meanwhile, Sally had placed the still-unconscious Natalie on the backseat of the car, ready to drive them
both back to where they were staying.



It was then that the latter’s eyes fluttered open.

“Airport!” she blurted out, face still as white as a sheet. “I need to be at the airport.”

Bewildered, Sally raised her brows. “Nat, are you thinking of flying back?”



“Yes,” her friend said, red-rimmed eyes shining with an almost frenzied conviction. “I have to go back to
Sharon.” I have to see my little girl at once.

“But what about the competition?”

That was the last thing on Natalie’s mind right now. “There’s no competition—none—in this world that
matters more to me than my child, especially when she needs me,” she said firmly. “Sal, I’m a mother. Do
you see where I’m coming from?”

Sally took in her determined look wordlessly before nodding with a smile. “I understand. Okay. I’ll drop
you off then.” She started the car and steered it in the direction of the airport. “We have three days off
after this round anyway. You can just come back after the break.”

Natalie only nodded half-heartedly. She looked out the window with a dazed expression, her mind
swimming with the thoughts of her two children.

Two hours later, Sally saw her friend off at the departure terminal. On the drive back, it occurred to her
belatedly that in the rush to get Natalie to the airport, she had forgotten to update Shane as promised.
“Oops…” she muttered to herself. I suppose it’s okay since Nat is already on her way back. If anything,
her arrival will be a nice surprise for Shane.

After an eight-hour flight, Natalie arrived at the international airport in J City. Without a moment to lose,
she hailed a taxi, dialing Shane’s number as she got into the car.



It was eight in the morning in J City. Shane, who had stayed by his daughter’s bedside overnight, was
just rousing from his fitful slumber. The first thing he did after opening his eyes was to check on Sharon.
The little girl was still unconscious, having yet to recover from the effects of the anesthetic. Connor, too,
was still asleep on the couch in the corner of the ward, his head resting on Mrs. Wilson’s lap.

Shane’s phone rang with an incoming call, jerking Mrs. Wilson awake. “Ah, Mr. Shane. You’re up.”

Shane hummed in acknowledgment as he reached for his phone.

Mrs. Wilson gently removed herself from the couch without waking Connor. “I’ll go get everyone some
breakfast,” she said softly and left.

Seeing that the call was from Natalie, Shane hurriedly answered it.

“Shane!” Natalie’s voice floated over before he could say anything. “Which hospital is Sharon in?”

The question, along with the noise of traffic from the other end of the line, was telling enough for Shane
to deduce what had happened. “Are you back in J City?”

“Yeah, I just got out of the airport. Where should I go?”

“Stanford Hospital.”






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