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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 699

That feeling of sorrow was instantly replaced by a morbid chill.

The video’s next scene showed his parents crossing the street. Then, a red car flew out of nowhere and crashed against his parents. Shane watched in trepidation as his parents jolted backward, landing with a loud thud on the ground. Blood oozed from glass-shard-cuts all over his parents’ bodies.

 

“No!” he cried out instinctively.

He knew his parents had died in a car crash. However, it was a completely harrowing experience to witness it. He refused to accept such a reality. The pain constricted his chest, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Still, there was more to watch. Shane took several deep breaths to suppress the aching in his chest before continuing the video.

 

The camera panned over to reveal that the red car that crashed into the couple had parked some distance away. Shortly after, a woman got out of the car. She was holding hands with a little girl in a poofy princess dress.

Shane quickly realized who the woman was. He felt an eerie tingling in his scalp while his hand trembled against the mouse. Frustration and disbelief rose up within him.

No.

It can’t be! How could my parents’ murderer be Yulia?

 

But… That red car… It’s crystal clear evidence! Yulia killed my parents.

 

And that child she’s holding hands with…

Shane locked eyes with the little girl in the video. Judging from her rosy cheeks and delicate features, it wasn’t hard to predict how beautiful this girl would turn out in the future.

 

He would know because this face was the one he woke up to every day.

Natalie.

She was present when her mother, Yulia, killed my parents… Yet, I married her.

This is absurd. It’s preposterous!

How could I have married her? She’s the daughter of the woman who murdered my parents!

Fury turned Shane’s eyes bloodshot, and his body tremored uncontrollably upon finding out this shocking truth.

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