Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 973
Harrison’s head shot up, and he stared at Natalie. He looked as if he was about to pop a vein, and his eyes were wide and bloodshot from agitation.
“What else did that b*tch do?” he hissed, his voice full of rage.
Natalie pulled over a stool and sat down. “Well, I’m sure you know about Jasmine! She is your own daughter, after all… Except, wait, sorry, she’s not! Surprise!”
Natalie jumped at the sight and quickly raised her hand to call for a doctor.
However, Harrison quickly pulled at her wrist to stop her as he croaked, “D-did you just say that Jasmine isn’t my daughter?”
Natalie looked down and responded, “You’d better calm down. I’ll get a doctor to check on you first before saying anything else.”
“No! You’re going to tell me exactly what’s going on right now!” Harrison barked.
Right then, Natalie’s wrist was already hurting under his death grip, but she didn’t pull away. She just stared at him calmly. “She’s not your daughter. She’s also Warren’s child, not yours. She’s a hundred percent related to Donald.”
Harrison, strangely enough, didn’t seem as agitated as before at this news.
He just widened his eyes and let go of Natalie before staring at the ceiling blankly. It was as if he had aged ten years in the blink of an eye. After a long time, he finally croaked again, “You’re not lying to me, are you?”
“Why would I lie to a dying man?” Natalie chuckled softly.
At that, Harrison pressed a hand over his worn-out eyes and sighed. “When did you hear about this?”
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