Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 105

“Who could it be?” Natalie put her phone aside and rushed over to answer the door.

A middle-aged man, who seemed to be in his mid-fifties, showed up at her doorstep in a suit and a delicate walking cane with dragon figurine as its handle.

The moment she saw the man, her expression changed as she thought about all the love and hatred surrounding their relationship.

In spite of the mixed emotions, Natalie cleared her throat and brought herself to greet him, “D-Dad…”

To her surprise, Harrison slapped her in the face without a second thought. “You unfilial daughter!”

Natalie fell to the ground and all she could hear was the buzzing noise in her ears. After a few seconds, she finally returned to her senses. Holding on to her swollen cheek as her eyes brimmed with tears, she looked at her father in the eyes. “Dad, what’s wrong with you!”

It had been seven years since they last encountered one another, yet instead of greeting her courteously, he slapped her in the face.

Harrison pointed at Natalie with a look of disgust. “I’m the one who should ask you that question! Am I not supposed to slap you? Why have I given birth to such a shameless daughter? Forget about your illegitimate children! How dare you seduce your sister’s fiancé and hurt your stepmother? Have you no shame at all?”

The infuriated woman brought herself up and rebuked, “Dad! What do you mean by illegitimate children? They’re your grandchildren! How could you despise your own grandchildren?”

Is this the way he’s supposed to behave as my father and as their grandfather? Does he really consider us part of the family?

She could forgive him for accusing her of seducing Shane, but she couldn’t tolerate him insulting the kids. Not to mention, the person was his father, of all people.

“Is there anything wrong with my statement? Do you really think I’ll consider them as my grandchildren when you’re not even aware of their father’s identity?”

Natalie clenched her fists with all her might to suppress her wrath. If the man in front of her wasn’t her father, she would have long sent him to hell.

She walked over and asked rhetorically, “You’re not aware of their father’s identity? Are you sure, Dad? I’m pretty sure you know who Connor and Sharon’s father is, right?”