Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 95

Natalie did not disappoint Shane. She bowed apologetically to Sean. “Thank you, Mr. Sean. It won’t be necessary, though.”

Seeing how simply she declined his offer, a flash of fury crossed Sean’s eyes but disappeared at once. “Why not? There’s not much difference between Shane and me, right?”

“Yes, there is.” Natalie turned around and looked at Shane. “My son resembles Mr. Shane more. I won’t have to worry about others doubting that he’s the father.”

This is true!

Shane’s thin lips curled up subconsciously. His mood improved somehow because of her words.

Sean could not stand Shane having the upper hand. He lowered his gaze to hide the fierceness in his eyes and jeered, “What’s so great about looking alike? There must be games during the family event. Since Shane is still physically inconvenient, he can’t take part in them so he might as well not go!”

“Uh…” Natalie staggered.

He’s right; I have totally forgotten about this.

Sensing that Sean had persuaded Natalie, Shane’s gaze turned cold and he stood up from his wheelchair. “I accept your request.”

“But, Mr. Shane, you are still hurt…” Natalie bit her red lips. Although she was delighted that he had agreed, she was still worried about him.

Sean gave his glasses a nudge and said, “That’s right, Shane. You should recover from your injury first. What if something happens to you? Wouldn’t you be troubling Natalie?”

However, Shane was unmoved by him. He looked at Natalie and replied softly, “I’m okay as long as I stay away from strenuous activities. Alright, you may leave now. I will get in touch with you this weekend.”

Since he had given his order, Natalie could only obey. She thanked him and left.

After she left, Sean stopped pretending and revealed his true colors. He jeered slyly, “Wow, Shane, I can’t believe you care about this woman so much. For her sake, you are even willing to be her kids’ father. If I tell Jasmine about this, do you think she’ll go and trouble Natalie?”

Hearing this, Shane’s eyes narrowed. One could even sense the frigidness reflecting off his dark pupils. “I’m warning you, Sean—you’d better not come up with anything funny.”

Sean sneered, “What if I say no? What can you do to me?”

“You can try.” Shane meant business.

Sean stared at him for a while and smiled suddenly. “Look at you. I was just kidding! Don’t take it so seriously. Alright, alright. This is the information you need.”

Sean handed the file to him.

Shane did not accept it.