Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 698

I’ve always wondered when those two got pregnant with those twins. Now, I know it was because of that
night!

“Hmph! So what if you birthed Shane’s kids? Just wait and see, Natalie! I’ll make sure you never get
what you want!” Jacqueline glowered at the balcony before spinning on her heel to leave.

She knew she would only get more jealous if she stayed any longer in that garden.

Jacqueline returned to her room. Sitting before her computer, she clicked into a dodgy site and called a
number. “Hey, it’s me. Begin the plan.”

“Got it,” the person on the other end responded briskly before hanging up.

A wicked grin crept onto the woman’s face as she put down her phone.

During the next day’s breakfast, Natalie felt odd about the way Jacqueline stared at her. It was as if the
latter was gloating over something.

But when Natalie tried to get a better look, Jacqueline’s maliciously gleaming eyes had returned to
normal.

Because Natalie had no concrete evidence, she didn’t have the chance to question the woman.

Natalie and Shane later brought the kids out after breakfast.



Jacqueline stood by the villa’s doors to send them off.

As she watched their car depart, a wicked smile gradually formed on her face once more.

“Oh, sweet Natalie. Yours and Shane’s happy life as a couple ends today.”



Having said that, Jacqueline headed back into the villa.

In the car, Natalie shuddered inexplicably as a chill ran down her spine.

Shane noticed this from the corner of his eye and promptly asked, “What’s wrong?”

The woman shook her head, saying, “Nothing, I just felt a little chilly. I’m okay now.”

“I see.” Although Shane didn’t question her any further, he subtly turned on the car’s heater.

Natalie caught sight of this. A warm feeling fluttered in her chest as the smile on her face grew wider.

After dropping the kids at kindergarten and Natalie at her company, Shane resumed his journey to
Thompson Group.

By the time he exited the elevator, Silas was already waiting outside his office to greet him. “Mr. Shane.”

Shane grunted in acknowledgment, then entered his office.

His assistant followed suit and immediately got down to business by reporting, “This month’s statistical
reports have come out. I’ve emailed the information to you. Have a look and let me know if there are any
issues. If there are none, then I’ll proceed with updating each department.”

“Alright, I’ll have a look at it later. Inform both the planning and business department that we’ll be having
a meeting later.” Shane pulled out his leather chair and sat right down.

Silas nodded attentively. “Okay, I’ll get to it now.”

Shane responded with a simple nod.

Right after Silas left, Shane switched on the computer and browsed his inbox for Silas’ email.

A dodgy-looking email soon piqued his attention.



The email shouldn’t have been there because his inbox had custom settings to block emails from users
that weren’t on his contacts list.

He was sure he had never saved that specific email address. Yet, it had somehow bypassed his custom
settings and showed up in his inbox.

The sender was evidently a well-versed hacker, which meant that the email must have contained an
important message.

He hurriedly clicked on the email. Almost instantly, anxiety pooled in his eyes, and he clenched tightly on
the mouse.

The email’s subject line stated: Want to know the truth behind your parents’ death? Click on the video
below to find out what happened.

Shane fixed his sharp gaze on the attached video. He dragged the cursor around the play button, his
heart pounding with hesitation. Yet, he couldn’t resist the urge to know the truth, so he clicked on the
video.

The footage was incredibly shaky and blurred, which hinted that it had been recorded on an old cell
phone.

This was understandable as cell phones from that time period had cameras with poor resolution.

Even so, the man could easily identify who the people in the video were. They were his parents.

Upon seeing the younger versions of them, Shane’s eyes reddened. The words slipped out his lips so
naturally, despite how long he hadn’t said them. “Mom… Dad…”

He hadn’t expected to see a video of when his parents were alive, least of all through a dodgy email like
this one.



Sorrow lodged at the back of his throat as he bit back tears.






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