Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 691

Natalie was silent for a moment. She then snapped the book shut and declared, “Fine, I’ll go meet her, then.”

After all, Catherine was Shane’s aunt. Since she had taken the trouble to come all the way here, the least Natalie could do was to give her a polite greeting.

“Let’s go, then,” Natalie said impatiently. She got to her feet and straightened her dress before heading out of the room with Mrs. Wilson.

As they descended the stairs, Natalie saw Catherine sitting on the sofa, calmly sipping a cup of tea.

When Catherine heard the sound of footsteps behind her, she hastily set down her tea on the table and turned. When she glimpsed that it was Natalie and Mrs. Wilson approaching, she smiled sweetly and exclaimed, “You’re here!”

Confronted with Catherine’s beaming face, the only response Natalie could summon was astonishment.

The latter had been on the receiving end of Catherine’s condescension before. She was now baffled by the woman’s abrupt shift in attitude towards her.

However, Natalie concealed her bewilderment as best as she could and greeted politely, “Mrs. Thompson.”

The smile froze on Catherine’s face for a moment. Almost immediately, however, she checked herself and burst into a loud peal of laughter. “There’s no need for things to be so formal between us! Call me Aunt Catherine!”

“Aunt Catherine,” Natalie repeated tentatively.

“That’s right,” Catherine said approvingly. She reached out and clasped Natalie’s hands within hers.

Natalie raised both eyebrows in alarm and almost instinctively pulled her hands back. She courteously resisted the urge to do and allowed Catherine to lead her over to the sofa.

“Nat! Can I call you that?” Catherine asked winningly.

Natalie felt goosebumps all over her arm when she heard the woman address her in such a familiar manner. Forcing her mouth into a smile, she said brightly, “You can call me anything you wish, Aunt Catherine.”

“Fantastic! I’ll call you Nat, then,” Catherine exclaimed, patting Natalie’s hand affectionately. “Nat, I never dreamt that we’d ever become family.”

“Same here,” Natalie said faintly, nodding her head. She vividly recalled her last encounter with Catherine. Catherine had haughtily accused her of seducing Sean, treating Natalie like a cheap wh*re.

Natalie, too, had never imagined that she would one day marry into the Thompson family.