Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 1309

Chapter 1309 Soulless

Natalie’s eyes lit up as she, too, concurred on the point made.

“I’ve spoken for long enough, madam, so I shan’t continue to impose. I shall take my leave now.” Looking at the time, Mrs. Wilson realized how late it was and decided against continuing the conversation.

Smiling, Natalie passed the now empty glass back along. “All right. Take care, and do rest up soon, Mrs. Wilson.”

“Will do.” Mrs. Wilson then exited with a genial laugh.

At the Stanford Hospital, Silas was already waiting at the entrance by the time Shane arrived and quickly came down the steps as soon as he saw the car turn in. “Mr. Shane,” he greeted.

“Where’s Jackson?” asked Shane as he tossed him the keys.

Silas followed behind as he entered the hospital. “Dr. Baker’s at the morgue.”

“How long has he been there?” asked Shane with a squint.

Silas considered it before he replied, “Almost half an hour. I got here about half an hour ago and inquired with the person in charge. Dr. Baker had only arrived a few minutes before I did.”

Normally, apart from the police coroner and the person working there, few who were at the morgue to view the body of the deceased were allowed to hang around for too long.

First of all, it was out of concern of potential tampering with the bodies of the deceased, and secondly, because the morgue was cold enough to the extent that one could easily fall sick in there.

Shane’s face grew frigid and severe when he heard how long Jackson had been inside.

Coming to the entrance of the morgue, Shane stood by and listened in on the outside. He was unable to hear anything happening within, regardless. Thus, his eyes narrowed as he turned to the two hospital security guards behind Silas. “Go inside and bring me the person in there.”

“Understood.” The guards nodded in acknowledgment before they pushed their way past the doors to the morgue.

Before the duo got here, the hospital had already instructed them to abide by Shane’s orders, hence, they would abide by whatever Shane demanded.

Very quickly, a discord was heard from behind the doors in the form of Jackson’s angry roar. “Get your hands off me! Let go of me this instant! I’m not going out, so let go!”