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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 41

However, one strange thing remained. Shane noticed that the apartment was seemingly inhabited only by Natales and children, for there were no signs of any man living there.

“Your husband doesn’t live here?” Before he could stop himself, he accidentally uttered the one question that was plaguing his heart.

Natalie, who was searching for some grounded coffee powder to make coffee, heard his question and froze. “Husband?”

“That Dr. Quinn from last night, isn’t he your husband?” Shane peered at her meaningfully.

Natalie quickly lowered her gaze to avoid showing him the shame and guilt in her eyes. “Yes, but he basically lives abroad.”

“Really?” Shane nodded slightly and did not bother to question further.

“Mommy, I’ve found the coffee. Go make a nice coffee for Mr. Shane.” Right at the moment, Connor took a box of coffee and stuffed it into Natalie’s outstretched hand.

Natalie patted his hair and said, “Okay. Thank you. Mommy’s going to make a coffee. Stay here with Mr. Shane and don’t be naughty, okay?”

“Alright, alright.” Connor replied.

Natalie stepped into the kitchen.

 

After she went in, Connor’s eyes shone as he touched his belly and pleaded, “Mr. Shane, I’m hungry. Can you help me get some cookies?”

Saying that, he pointed to the top of the fridge.

 

Following his pointed finger, Shane’s gaze fell upon the top of the fridge, stacked with all types of cookies and snacks. It was so full of choices that he had trouble choosing.

Shane could not help but frown, he was a little annoyed.

So Natalie actually bought all these snacks for her two children?

Doesn’t she know that it’s not good for children to eat too many tidbits?

As if understanding Shane’s concerns, Connor quipped in, “These are all presents from Aunt Joyce. She buys them for us every time she drops by. Mommy usually doesn’t let us eat too much. That’s why the snacks are piling up. Mommy says that we will have tooth decay from taking the snacks. That’s why she has stored them all on the fridge, so they’re out of our reach.”

Is this the real reason?

Perhaps. Shane loosened his brows.

Seemed like he had misunderstood her.

“So, what type of cookies do you want? I’ll get it for you,” asked Shane as he glanced at the child.

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