Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 427

Natalie noticed that her demeanor in the footage was off as well. She seemed blunt and robotic, not at all like her usual self. The only viable explanation would be that she was indeed hypnotized. There was no other way to explain the way she behaved.

She staggered a few steps back as if she had just suffered a blow. “Stanley… does know hypnosis!”

“Are you going to believe me now?” Shane asked as he pointed at the intercom.

Natalie’s lips twitched, but there was no sound coming out of her lips.

Then, he touched the screen and continued, “He’s not done yet. Look closer and believe me, you will see a whole new side of Stanley Quinn.”

The woman clutched her hand tight and said nothing. However, her gaze was already transfixed on the screen of the intercom.

The playback continued.

At the sight of Stanley about to kiss her, her eyes widened as if it was about to pop out of her socket as her body stiffened in response.

Just when she thought the man was about to get his way, Shane appeared. The latter kicked down the door and stopped Stanley.

Natalie heaved a huge sigh of relief and finally relaxed herself.

“Luckily…” She mumbled softly, grateful for Shane’s timely appearance.

Her relief did not go unnoticed. Noticing that the woman was beyond relieved at his own appearance, Shane’s low spirit lightened up as his lips curled into a smile.

Meanwhile, Natalie had no idea that she had actually appeased the man with her little sigh to herself.

She stared right at the screen. Shane and Stanley were arguing, and moments after the latter fished out a scalpel and launched at Shane.

The woman was dumbfounded by the turn of events.

She shrieked and covered her mouth to muffle her scream. Then, she noticed that Stanley had cut Shane as the latter managed to beat him to the ground.

So that’s why his arm is injured!

Natalie then cast a glance at Shane’s arm.

Tears brimmed in the woman’s bloodshot eyes.

She reached out to take the glass. Her heart warmed at the sight of the lemon slice in the glass and finished almost half a glass in one gulp.

Despite being hit by the pang of sourness of the lemon, Natalie thought it was effective in inhibiting her urge to vomit.

As expected, her stomach was feeling much better after the glass of water. The urge to vomit slowly eased as colors gradually returned to her face.

“Thank you, Mr. Shane.” Natalie muttered her thanks weakly.

The man took over the glass of water and put it on the shoe cabinet. “How do you plan to deal with Stanley?”

Natalie stood up, ignoring his question and asked, “Where is he right now?”

“At the hospital. He is suffering from a serious mental breakdown. I’ve asked Jackson to quarantine him,” replied Shane as he leaned against the shoe cabinet.