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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 912

However, Jacqueline never anticipated the misunderstanding between Shane and Natalie to be resolved in the end while her plan with Sean failed.

Having no other choice, she could only take the risk and continue with her plan of setting things in stone.

Everything was going according to plan, but Joyce unexpectedly showed up and ruined things. Not only did she smash her plan to smithereens, but she even exposed her true colors before Shane.

Livid, she was seized by the urged to finish off her right there and then.

But before she could do anything to her, Shane locked her up. Even when she attempted suicide, he never once relented.

Fortunately, I’ve still gotten out now. Just you wait, Natalie Smith and Joyce Rivers! I’ll never let you two off! Ah, and there’s Shane as well. Since he’s not willing to accept me, I’ll just destroy him. If I can’t get him, no other woman can have him!

As her thoughts drifted, she suddenly heard a burst of childish laughter from the villa. Giggles drifted into the air, lively and vibrant.

In the next moment, the door of the villa swung open, and Sharon ran out with a kite in hand. “Hurry up, Connor! Let’s go to the garden and fly a kite!”

“Yes, yes, I’m coming.” Connor’s unenthused voice sounded from outside the door. It was plain as day that he hadn’t much interest in flying a kite.

Nonetheless, he had no choice but to accompany his sister since she liked it.

 

As soon as Jacqueline caught sight of the two children, her face that was covered by the brim of her hat instantly contorted in fury and malice. Both her hands clenched into fists as well.

Well, well… It’s the two brats! They’ve sabotaged me a lot back when I was living here and made me look bad. Sure enough, they’re Natalie Smith’s children, for they’re as loathsome as her!

 

“Who are you, miss? Why are you standing right in front of my house?” While she was spacing out, Sharon had already reached her, staring at her with her petite head tilted and a finger in her mouth.

“Your house?” The corners of Jacqueline’s mouth curved up coldly.

Sharon nodded. “Yup, this is my house. Are you lost, miss? If so, I can ask Mrs. Wilson to give you directions.”

“Give me directions? No, thanks. I’m precisely here for a look at things.” Jacqueline cackled maniacally.

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