Feel the Way You Feel, My Love
Natalie shook her head and choked out, “I’m fine. I just want to nap for a while.”
With that, Shane picked her up gently and carried her to the lounge.
As soon as she lay down on the bed, Natalie pulled the covers over her head and curled up into an
almost fetal position.
Then, the covers started trembling.
She’s crying!
Shane sighed softly as he gazed at the quivering covers. The person who could truly understand how
Natalie felt at that moment was Shane.
After all, he had witnessed his parents’ death with his own eyes before.
However, he was one to keep his feelings to himself, no matter how miserable or painful it was. Unlike
Natalie, he did not shed a single tear.
“Go ahead and cry. It’ll make you feel better,” Shane murmured softly, patting the huddled and trembling
figure under the covers.
The shaking halted for a second, then her cries grew increasingly louder, no longer trying to suppress
them. Her sobs echoed through the lounge.
Shane leaned in and hugged her tightly through the covers.
After what seemed like ages, she quietened down and did not move.
Then, Shane straightened up and gently lifted the covers, only to see that her eyes were closed. It
looked like she had fallen asleep.
Nonetheless, the tears that clung to her eyelashes and her deeply-furrowed brows were telltale signs
that she was not having a peaceful sleep.
Shane sighed, then pulled the covers over her again and left the lounge.
When he was back in his office, Silas knocked on the door.
“Come in,” Shane called out from the couch.
Silas entered and said, “Mr. Shane, I’ve discovered a crucial clue regarding the Torres cell phone.”
Shane’s eyes narrowed upon hearing that. “What clue?”
“Back then, the Graham family had a Torres cell phone too,” Silas revealed.
Shane tightened his grip on his coffee cup. “What did you say? The Graham family? Jacqueline
Graham’s family?”
Silas nodded. “Yes. Previously, you asked me to look into your parents’ connections and identify those
who owned a Torres cell phone. Well, I found out that the Wangton family purchased two Torres cell
phones, and they gave one of them to the Graham family. I even met with Mr. Wangton to seek his
confirmation.”
Shane clenched his fist. “What happened after that?”
I didn’t expect the Graham family to have anything to do with my parents’ death.
“Mr. Wangton said that it was true. The Wangton family faced difficulties with their cash flow eighteen
years ago. Mr. Wangton was good friends with Mr. Graham, so he went to ask Mr. Graham for a loan
while bearing gifts. One of the gifts was a Torres cell phone.”
“So, that means the person filming the video on the roadside was Jacqueline, right?” Shane asked coldly.
Silas lowered his head. “It’s probably her. From the list of people I looked into, none of the children
matched the age of the little girl who filmed the video. Only Jacqueline fits the description.”
If the Graham family didn’t own a Torres cell phone, we wouldn’t suspect Jacqueline. But they did own
one, and eighteen years ago, Jacqueline was eleven years old. That’s the same age as the little girl who
filmed the car accident. Therefore, the only person we can think of is Jacqueline.
More importantly, Jacqueline naturally lacked empathy and had a tendency to be antisocial. Hence, she
did seem like someone who could calmly film a car accident without getting flustered or afraid.
Here, Silas looked at Shane and asked, “Do you think Mr. Graham is the second culprit?”
Kenneth had only passed away ten years ago, so he was still alive when the accident happened
eighteen years ago.
Upon that, Shane did not answer him and merely lowered his gaze, shielding the look in his eyes.
After some time, he stood up with his hands in his pockets. “Even if it wasn’t him, it had something to do
with the Graham family. Schedule an appointment with Mr. Wangton. I want to meet him.”
“Yes, sir.” Silas nodded and left.
As Shane massaged his temples wearily, he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.
He looked up and was stunned to see Natalie exit the lounge. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying.
“Why are you up already?”
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