Just then, Silas’s voice rang out, “Madam.”
The women shifted their gazes to see Shane and Silas walking toward them.
Sally let go of Natalie’s shoulder and smiled impishly. “Nat, Mr. Shane is here.”
Natalie rolled her eyes. “I see that, thanks.”
Stifling a smile, Sally and Joyce retreated a few steps, allowing the couple some privacy.
Jessie and Hannah, on the other hand, did not intend to move their feet. Both their gazes fell on Shane.
Hannah’s eyes shone with unfiltered greed when she looked at the man, whereas Jessie’s eyes were filled with admiration.
Underneath the admiration was a less perceptible longing that had quickly disappeared from her eyes.
“There’s was a bit of traffic on the way. Sorry to have kept you waiting,” uttered Shane.
Natalie shook her head. “That’s alright. You’re here now.”
The man pulled her into his arms and said, “I’ll watch the competition. Take good care while you’re over there and give me a call if anything happens.”
“Stop worrying. I’m no longer a child,” Natalie said with a smile.
Shane kissed her forehead. “I’ll video call you every night. Be sure to miss me.”
“Okay.” Her grin broadened at that.
“Don’t you want me to miss you too?” The man looked intently at her.
Cracking up at his response, she replied, “Sure. You’ve got to miss me, too.”
Shane nodded in satisfaction at her answer. “I will.”
In the meantime, Joyce and Sally were busy chattering away on the side.
“I envy them. They’re so in love.”
Joyce rolled her eyes. “That’s because you didn’t witness what happened before this when they were almost broken up.”
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