Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 593

Soon, the invites were sent out, and Shane also instructed his subordinates to make arrangements with the cemetery. The only thing left to do was to wait for the funeral itself.

Natalie decided to hold the funeral two days later.

During these two days, besides choosing a casket for Yulia, there were also other arrangements to take care of. Hence, everything was rather rushed.

Stanley and Joyce, who were overseas, received the invites sent out by Jared. They did not believe it at first, thinking it was some kind of prank, so they called to ask him directly, only to find out that Yulia had really passed away.

It took them quite some time to recover from their shock. Then, they started packing their things and rushed back to the country to attend the funeral.

During the funeral, Natalie broke down in tears again and later fainted from excessive crying.

By the time she woke up, the funeral was already over.

Shane brought a cup of honey water to her as she lay weakly in bed. “Here. Drink some.”

Natalie shook her head with a forlorn expression.

Shane did not insist either, placing the cup on the bedside. “Alright. You can drink it later then.”

Natalie hummed in acknowledgement.

Shane stood by the bed and trained his eyes on her. “I know you’re sad, but your mom is gone, and her funeral’s over, so it’s time for you to get back on your feet. You can’t go on like this. You still have me, Jared, and the two kids.”

He wanted her to know that she wasn’t alone.

Natalie slowly lifted her gaze to look at him but remained silent.

After a while, she leaned to the side to grab the cup of honey water, then took a sip before saying, “I understand what you mean. Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. I’ll find a way to get back on my feet.”

“That’s good to know.” Shane leaned forward to plant a feather-light kiss on her forehead. “Rest some more. You haven’t been eating much in the past two days. Jackson said you’re slightly anemic.”

“Okay.” Natalie nodded.

Shane left after that.

Shane pursed his lips. “Or else I’ll make you wish you were never born. Even your mental illness won’t stop me.”

“I see. I’ll keep that in mind, then.” Stanley pushed up his glasses.

Shane ignored him henceforth, walking ahead of him down the stairs.

As Stanley watched his back profile, the smile on his face gradually vanished, and behind his glasses, his eyes turned ominous.

But soon, the smile returned to his face and his eyes softened once again, as though the change just now was nothing but an illusion.

Since his treatment overseas was still ongoing, he left that night itself.

It was already the next day when Natalie found out about his departure.

But she did not show much of a reaction, merely nodding her head because she felt that it was better this way.

She was still wary of him because of the previous incident. Even though she had forgiven him during their last phone call, she no longer knew how to act around him.