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Chapter 569
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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 569

“Who are you talking to?” At that moment, Shane had finished his shower. He asked while drying his

hair.

Natalie replied, “It’s Joyce.”

Shane nodded with understanding.

“Joyce, I’ll have to talk to you later. I’m busy with something at the moment.”

Joyce returned with an “OK” emoticon.

Natalie chuckled and turned off her phone. She then reached out to pick up her clothes from the floor.

However, her hip was still reeling from the pain. Furthermore, she was in the middle of the bed, so her

fingers couldn’t quite reach the floor.

Resigned, she pouted and stared at Shane, hoping he could lend her a hand.

He understood her hint and the corners of his lips turned up. “Can’t you just walk right into the

bathroom?”

“I’m not wearing anything.” Natalie stared pointedly at him.

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Shane lifted his chin. “I know. But I’ve already seen your entire body, so there is nothing to be shy of.”

“You…” Natalie’s temper sparked at his ignorant comment. She picked up a pillow and threw it at him.

Shane caught the pillow with his hands.

Natalie let out a relieved sigh. She had thrown it at the heat of the moment and was actually worried

about hitting him with it.

Good thing he has good reflex.

Shane knew he had annoyed her with his words. He stopped teasing her and dropped the pillow on the

bed before picking up her clothes from the floor and passing it to her.

Natalie huffed and snatched the dress from his hand. After putting it on, she got out of bed, and head

toward the bathroom.

When she was cleaning up, Shane called the hotel service for breakfast.

When Natalie emerged from the shower, breakfast had been served.

After breakfast, Silas arrived, bringing with him a set of fresh clothes for the couple to change into.

They left the hotel after changing.

In the car, Natalie was threading her fingers through her hair in an attempt to tidy it. “Drop me at the

courthouse. Mom’s and Harrison’s court case is happening today. I want to have a look.”

“Yes, Madam.” Silas nodded.

Silas and Mrs. Wilson had started addressing her as “Madam” from the day she and Shane had

registered as husband and wife.

Natalie had gotten used to the title, unlike at first where she felt discomfort.

Soon, she arrived at the courthouse.

She got out of the car and waved at Shane. “Bye!”

Shane nodded and said, “Call me if you need anything.”

“Got it.” Natalie smiled as she nodded.

Shane rolled up the window, and Silas started the car to leave.

Shane rubbed his temples and said, “Head to the hospital.”

“Are we going to visit Ms. Graham?” Silas curiously inquired as he looked into the rear-view mirror.

Shane’s lip was pressed into a thin line. “No.”

Silas immediately understood, and he shifted his gaze back to the road at the front. “Mr. Shane, are

you planning to hide your treatment from Madam?”

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“There’s no reason for her to know,” said Shane coldly as he looked out the window.

How could I let her know about me being sterile?

And what would her reaction be once she knew? Would she be disgusted with me?

Silas fell silent.

He knew and understood Shane’s worries since sterility was related to a man’s pride.

However, to keep this a secret…

After a brief hesitation, Silas breathed in deeply and said, “But Mr. Shane, you would need to go to the

hospital often for regular treatment. Madam will definitely find out about this sooner or later. What if she

misunderstands that you are going to the hospital to visit Ms. Graham?”

Shane’s eyes glinted at Silas’s question.

The latter noted his silence and stopped.

Well, who knows what his thoughts are.

Meanwhile, Natalie, who was unaware of Shane’s and Silas’s discussion, was currently standing at the

courthouse’s entrance. She was in the middle of calling Yulia to asked about her whereabouts.

Yulia rolled down her car’s window and glanced at the traffic. With her head throbbing in pain, she

replied to her phone, “I’m stuck in traffic on the way to the courthouse.”

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