Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 457

“Oh yes, I forgot to ask why you’re here, Mr. Shane.” Natalie finally remembered this question, and she
stared at him.

After adjusting his cuffs, Shane replied, “I came over for an interview with a finance segment.”

“Oh, I see.” Natalie nodded in understanding. Then, she shifted her gaze to the door. “The security has
probably left, yes?”

Instead of replying, Shane walked over to her. Under her baffled gaze, he abruptly bent down and
grabbed the bottom of her dress before forcefully ripping it.

In the next moment, the sound of fabric ripping rang out. Natalie was entirely stunned even as she felt
a chill assailing her. A long time passed before she finally snapped back to her senses. Opening her
mouth, she demanded, “What are you doing, Mr. Shane?”

She gaped at the man in utter astonishment.

Why did he tear my dress out of the blue?

However, Shane didn’t answer her. After throwing away the piece of white chiffon strip he’d ripped off, he
straightened. Then, he started unbuttoning his suit jacket.

Upon seeing this, Natalie’s petite face flamed at once, and she couldn’t help backing toward the door.

As her face turned increasingly flushed, she asserted in a shaky voice while retreating, “We’re at the
television station, and this is someone else’s office, so please restrain yourself, Mr. Shane!”



“Restrain myself?” Shane quirked an eyebrow. When he then spotted the twin spots of red on her
cheeks, he knew that she had misunderstood. Nonetheless, he stalked toward her after having slipped



off his jacket. “What will you do if I refuse to do so?”

“I… I will…”

Before she’d finished speaking, Shane whipped his jacket over her head and draped it over her
shoulders.

Startled, Natalie’s gaze shifted between the jacket and him, seemingly at a loss as to what he was trying
to do.

Ruffling her hair, Shane explained, “While they didn’t see your countenance when you made your escape
earlier, they certainly saw your dress. If you don’t make any changes to it, you’ll definitely be made.”

Upon hearing this, understanding instantly dawned upon Natalie.

So, he didn’t do all that because he wanted to force himself on me. Rather, it was to help me disguise my
dressing!

Her face turned as red as an overly ripe tomato at once. However, it wasn’t because of shyness but
mortification from her misguided thoughts.

But this isn’t entirely my fault! He’s also partly at fault for not explaining things from the beginning!

At the thought of this, Natalie again shot him a glare.

Shane, however, arched an eyebrow. “What is it?”

“Nothing.” Natalie shook her head. Then, she tied her hair up. “Let’s go, Mr. Shane.”

Unexpectedly, Shane stretched out a hand in front of her. “Let me check whether there’s any security
outside.”



“Okay.” Natalie stopped in her tracks.

Thus, Shane opened the door and walked out, glancing up and down the corridor. After ascertaining that
there was no security, he turned back and called out, “You can come out now.”

Dipping her head a fraction, Natalie tightened the jacket around her and stepped out.

In the next moment, Shane wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

Natalie stiffened at once and was just about to speak when he cut her off, saying, “The employees here
know me, so they’ll only relax their guard when they see that we’re on intimate terms.”

After saying that, he forcibly kept his arm around her and left the television station.

When they’d gotten into the car, Natalie shrugged off the jacket and returned it to him. “Thank you, Mr.
Shane.”

Shane took the jacket, but he didn’t put it on. Instead, he draped it over her lap. “Your dress is too short,
so use it as a cover. Silas will be joining us later.”

He wouldn’t mind her current state if it’d only be the two of them in the car throughout the drive, but since
Silas would be here in a while, he wouldn’t allow him to feast his eyes on her thighs.

As Natalie stared at the jacket that was draped over her lap, a sense of mirth welled up within her.

Although my dress is indeed a tad short after he’d ripped a strip off, it’s not that short that I’m flashing
others.

However, she found his insistence rather amusing, and a sense of warmth suffused her at his concern.



Soon, Silas came. Pulling open the car door, he slipped into the passenger seat. When he turned around
and glimpsed Natalie, he greeted her without the slightest hint of surprise. “Ms. Smith.”

Natalie flashed him a smile in return. “Mr. Campbell.”

Silas nodded in acknowledgment, then shifted his gaze to Shane. “It’s done, Mr. Shane. I’ve erased all
traces of Ms. Smith from the security footage, so the television station’s employees won’t be able to find
Ms. Smith.”






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