Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 973

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 973

Harrison’s head shot up, and he stared at Natalie. He looked as if he was about to pop a vein, and his eyes were wide and bloodshot from agitation.

“What else did that b*tch do?” he hissed, his voice full of rage.

Natalie pulled over a stool and sat down. “Well, I’m sure you know about Jasmine! She is your own daughter, after all… Except, wait, sorry, she’s not! Surprise!”

Natalie jumped at the sight and quickly raised her hand to call for a doctor.

However, Harrison quickly pulled at her wrist to stop her as he croaked, “D-did you just say that Jasmine isn’t my daughter?”

Natalie looked down and responded, “You’d better calm down. I’ll get a doctor to check on you first before saying anything else.”

“No! You’re going to tell me exactly what’s going on right now!” Harrison barked.

Right then, Natalie’s wrist was already hurting under his death grip, but she didn’t pull away. She just stared at him calmly. “She’s not your daughter. She’s also Warren’s child, not yours. She’s a hundred percent related to Donald.”

Harrison, strangely enough, didn’t seem as agitated as before at this news.

He just widened his eyes and let go of Natalie before staring at the ceiling blankly. It was as if he had aged ten years in the blink of an eye. After a long time, he finally croaked again, “You’re not lying to me, are you?”

“Why would I lie to a dying man?” Natalie chuckled softly.

At that, Harrison pressed a hand over his worn-out eyes and sighed. “When did you hear about this?”

Is there anything more ironic and hilarious than this?

“I’m an idiot. An idiot!” Harrison roared.

At that, Natalie chuckled in response. “Yeah, you are an idiot. You thought you could get away with cheating on Mom for more than twenty years, but you didn’t even know that someone else was doing the same to you. When you chased us out of our home for them, maybe Susan and Warren were laughing at you behind your back. Who else would that happen to, if not an idiot?”

Harrison didn’t reply.

After all, there was nothing else to say.

She was right. He had been an idiot for chasing his own kids out from their home and completely detaching himself from them. To put it simply, he had burned all his bridges.