Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

After finishing her explanation, she made a "be my guest" gesture.

Her generosity and open-mindedness had made some people in the main office chose to believe her.

Although Jasmine was really enraged, she was not totally irrational. Seeing Natalie's earnest and fearless eyes, she knew that there was really nothing between Natalie and Shane. Except that she was unwilling to let it go.

Why did Natalie always get to meet Shane during those crucial moments? No matter how she prevented them from meeting, they would always bump into each other somewhere and somehow. Did the heavens support them being together? Was this the work of fate?

Thinking about this sent Jasmine into a jealous craze.

Right at the moment, the guy who broke the news to her just a minute ago suddenly announced loudly, "Ms. Jasmine, our CEO Mr. Shane has just issued a clarification statement on this matter!" "What?" Jasmine was taken aback for a brief moment. Ignoring Natalie, she quickly walked over to the male colleague.

Natalie followed behind.

She was curious as well about what had transpired as well as Shane's clarification.

When she came to the computer of her aforementioned male colleague, Natalie gazed at what he was pointing at. Shane's social media, which was never updated before, had posted a piece of the message which read: They are not illegitimate children. A subordinate was injured. Just sending the subordinate home.

Below these captions, there were also two surveillance videos attached.

In the first video, under the dim restaurant lights, Connor was seen pulling Shane along.

The second video showed the scene where Natalie rescued Shane and got injured in the process due to the falling support beam.

These two videos, added with Shane's succinct and straight-to-the-point explanations, were enough to prove that all the rumors were indeed mere misunderstandings.

Natalie was not the secret mistress and the two children were not the illegitimate offspring as portrayed in the news.

"So, my dear Ms. Jasmine. Do you have anything more to say?" Natalie snickered.

As expected, Jasmine's facial expression was a blend of anger, embarrassment, and defeat. It was very ugly.

Even though she knew from the very beginning that it was all a misunderstanding, she had intended to exploit the opportunity to oppress Natalie to the end. Her plan was to use this as an excuse to justify her criticism and bias towards Natalie.

Yet, Shane had thrown a wrench into her plan, and she had not expected him to come up with a clarification for the matter in such a short time. She was really annoyed that her cunning plan had been nipped ir the bud.

Deciding to give in for this round, she relented and said, "I admit I have nothing else to say. However, you have dragged my fiancé into such an uproar. As his fiancée, I won't let you off the hook so easily. You just wait! This is not the end!"

With that, Jasmine gave Natalie a long cold look and strutted away on her high heels with a gloomy look on her face.

Feeling relieved, Natalie also felt a creeping sense of helplessness.

Surely Jasmine would continue aiming to make her life miserable for days to come.

However, with the game now afoot, she had no choice but to go with the flow. As long as she remained swift as the coursing river and forceful as the great typhoon, she believed that she would be able to put up a decent fight.

After Jasmine had left, all the colleagues began to swarm around Natalie.

"Oh, Nat! You are simply amazing! You didn't even think twice and just rushed towards against such a heavy support beam! If it were me, even if there's a generous reward awaiting for saving Mr. Shane, I would still not be able to do it."

"Really, I admire your courage! You've saved Mr. Shane. It is only proper that he sent you back home. It's all the paparazzi's fault for sensationalizing the gesture. However, Nat, are those two cute children really yours?"

"Yes, they're mine." Natalie nodded.

Colleagues around her gasped and exclaimed, "At such a young age? I really can't tell at all!"

Natalie could only smile but said nothing.

As such, the curtains were drawn as the matter was put to rest there and then.

As afternoon drew around, Natalie turned off her computer and got off work.

The moment she walked out of the building, an unassuming black car stopped in front of her.

As the car window was rolled down, Shane, who was wearing sunglasses, showed his face. "Get in the car!"

Looking around in confusion, Natalie saw that there was no one else and pointed to herself hesitantly, "Me?"

In a cool voice, Shane offered, "Let me send you home."

Waving her hand dismissively, Natalie tried to reject, "It's okay, Mr. Shane. I'll just take a taxi."

On a serious note, should he be photographed sending her back again, the paparazzi would surely have a field day cooking up yet another sensational scandal to pin it on them.

And should that happen, Jasmine would definitely hound her, mayhap even attempt to swallow her whole!

Seeing Natalie's unwavering rejection, Shane frowned slightly and remarked. "You're going to take a taxi in that condition?"

"Is there any problem with that?" Natalie looked down and examined herself absent-mindedly.

Even though she was limping on crutches, she could not understand why that would prevent her from taking the taxi.