Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Stunned, Natalie turned to look at him.

"How did you know about that?"

"When I dropped by to look for you this afternoon, you'd left your office. Your assistant told me about that"

Shane explained casually after taking a sip of the soup.

Natalie nodded.

"Is that so? Yeah! I'd dropped by the detective agency this afternoon"

"Did anything happen?" Shane asked placidly.

Sensing that she was not wearing a look of anxiousness, he presumed it was not a life-threatening situation.

Hence, he sounded nonchalant too.

Natalie put her fork down and elucidated, "It's Joyce. When I reached the office today, I was shocked to find that she had delegated all her tasks to the other staff without my knowledge. Obviously, she's planning to resign. Thus, I called her right away, asking her why.But she kept crying and refused to tell me anything. After that, I called her mother, only to find that she seems to be acting weirdly at home lately. That's why I have a hunch something must have occurred to her."

"Oh, I see. Have you gotten any clues?" Shane asked.

Natalie shook her head.

"Not yet.I haven't received any calls from the detective agency"

Shane hummed in acknowledgment and replied solemnly, "Don't hesitate to tell me if you need a hand"

Since Joyce was Natalie's best friend, he would leave no stones unturned to help her.

On top of that, he was thankful to the former for helping to look after the kids when he tended to neglect them while tracing Natalie's whereabouts earlier.

"I know, but I think it's better to let the detective agency investigate the matter first. Perhaps, it's nothing serious, but Joyce tends to blow things out of proportion," Natalie commented analytically. Shane nodded without uttering any words.

Feeling relieved, Natalie picked up the fork again.

When something came to her mind, she asked curiously, "Oh yeah! Didn't you say you dropped by my office this afternoon to look for me? Is there anything you need?"

"Nothing actually. Coincidentally, I stepped out this afternoon to inspect a factory and passed by your office building on the way back. That's why I thought of dropping by, bringing some desserts for you and your staff"

Shane chuckled.

Natalie was suddenly enlightened and could not help feeling amused.

"Ah! So you're the one oringing them those desserts! I was wondering why they kept thanking me!"

Shane's lips curved into a smile.

"All right. Let's eat."

"Okay!"

Natalie responded briefly.

After dinner, Shane headed straight for his study.

He had to attend a video conference, matching the time zone of his overseas counterparts.

On the other hand, Natalie accompanied the two kids to watch cartoons in the living room.

When the clock struck half-past nine, she turned off the television.

"All right! My dearest baby and darling, it's getting late. Let's shower and go to bed."

"Okay, Mommy!"

They jumped off the couch obediently.

Connor was actually not very interested in watching cartoons.

On the contrary, Sharon was a cartoon lover.

Even so, she nodded obediently without throwing a tantrum when her mother turned off the television.

Thus, Natalie was pleased with her self-discipline despite her reluctance.

After a while, she led the kids upstairs to help them with their showers.

Ever since she attended international competitions overseas, Mrs. Wilson had been the one taking care of the twins. Hence, she scarcely had the chance to shower them.

The kids were over the moon when their mother turned out to be the one helping them with their shower that night. After showering, Natalie patted their butts lightly, gesturing for them to lie on the bed.

At the moment, the two kids were still sharing a room as they were still young.

In fact, they still slept on the same bed.

No doubt, Natalie and Shane had been thinking of letting them have their own rooms, respectively.

Nevertheless, Sharon was against it as she was utterly clingy to Connor.

Subsequently, they had no choice but to give in to her.

However, they were determined to stand their ground after the kids turned five the following year.

"Mommy, hurry up to tell us bedtime stories!"

Sharon called out to her, patting the bed gleefully.

At the sight of the glitter of anticipation in the kids' eyes, Natalie chuckled.

"Okay! I'm coming!"