“I’m not. Anyways, let’s go. Do you have anything else you want to try on?” Shane asked with a smile.
“No, that’s all. You’ll pay by way of an apology since you stood me up last night,” Jacqueline shook her head and said.
Shane nodded. “Ok.”
Jacqueline smiled. She looked down the railing subconsciously when she heard a familiar voice in the next moment.
It was Natalie dressed in a white dress twirling in front of the mirror.
The white dress looked amazing on Natalie’s curvy figure as compared to hers since the illness had reduced her to skin and bones.
This shattered Jacqueline’s confidence.
She lowered her eyes to hide her jealousy and envy. “Shane, were you looking at Ms. Smith just now?” Jacqueline said disparagingly.
Shane’s eyes flickered as he murmured an affirmative reply. “I happened to see her at the store.”
“Really?” Jacqueline mumbled as she dug her nails into her palms. “Ms. Smith is so pretty. I wish I could have a healthy body like hers and stroll through the streets in a beautiful dress. What a pity… This wish of mine will never come true.”
Shane frowned. “Don’t say that, it will.”
Jacqueline smiled wryly. “Shane, you’re well aware of my condition. Dr. Quinn said I can’t live more than ten years even if I recover from this illness.”
With that, she turned around and left dejectedly.
Shane pursed his lips as he gave Natalie a final look before catching up with Jacqueline.
Down at the first floor, Natalie paused the merry conversation she was having with Yulia and looked up at the second floor. She felt puzzled when there wasn’t a single soul in sight.
“What happened, Baby Girl?” Yulia noticed something was wrong with Natalie and followed her gaze. However, there was no one in sight.
Natalie shook her head and said, “It’s nothing. I felt like someone was watching me just now, must have been my imagination.”
“I don’t think it’s your imagination,” Yulia said as she tidied Natalie’s hair.
Natalie blinked. “Mom, you saw?”
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