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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 317

“Huh?” Joyce was stunned. She finally noticed something was wrong.

Isn’t she too cold toward him?

“Nat, did something happen between you and Mr. Shane?” Joyce whispered, sneaking a peek at the man in the distance.

Natalie hummed in response. “I’ve talked it out with him. I told him I liked him and that I’d give up on him.”

“What? Why?” Joyce’s voice rose an octave.

 

Still leaning against the car door, Shane squinted and kept his eyes peeled on Natalie’s figure.

Natalie tried to ignore the burning gaze from behind her, refusing to give it any attention. She said in a faint voice, “It’s impossible between us anyway. He has no feelings for me. What else am I to do if not give up on him? Letting him know of my feelings is more than enough.”

“I suppose you’re right.” Joyce nodded, letting out a sigh. “Actually, I find the both of you rather compatible. However… Forget it, let’s not talk about it anymore. The fire’s extinguished!” She pointed at the warehouse.

Natalie lifted her head and took a look at what was left of the burnt warehouse. She felt like her heart was bleeding.

It was several hundred thousand worth of loss in fabrics. Not only that, but their rented warehouse was also in ruins. On top of purchasing new fabrics, they had to spend a large sum of money to compensate the landlord for the warehouse. Talk about bad luck.

 

“They’ve found the source of the fire,” the fire captain dressed in orange uniform said as he approached them.

Shane heard it from afar as well and walked forward. He asked the fire captain, “What was the cause?”

 

“My men found traces of burnt white phosphorus at the vent,” he said.

Natalie and Shane’s expressions mirrored each other.

Only Joyce was confused. “What’s that?” she questioned.

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