If Natalie didn’t have that face, would it mean Shane would never have fallen for her?
At the thought of this, Jacqueline’s heart raced and her eyes were full of madness.
But soon, Sean’s warning echoed in her mind. Thus, she temporarily dismissed that idea.
I’ll let her enjoy her life for a little longer. And then, I’ll take my time getting rid of her.
Jacqueline’s lips curled into a sneer and she left the emergency stairwell.
When night fell, Shane finally finished work and drove back to the villa.
The villa was brightly lit. As soon as he walked in, the sound of the children’s laughter reached his ears.
Shane’s expression instantly softened.
It had been quite some time since he heard them laughing so happily.
He felt guilty toward both Natalie and the children because of what happened during that period of time. At the same time, he was grateful that they did not blame him for it.
When he stepped into the living room, both children looked in his direction.
Connor stopped laughing and politely called out, “Mr. Shane.”
Hearing this, Shane’s eyes dimmed slightly.
Luckily, Sharon called him “Daddy” right after that, giving him some comfort.
“Where’s your mommy?” Shane asked.
Sharon pointed upstairs and replied, “Mommy is talking on the phone upstairs.”
Shane glanced at the stairs before making his way to the second floor.
In the bedroom, Natalie was standing on the balcony, talking to someone on her phone.
As soon as Shane opened the door, he was met with the sight of a woman in a red maxi dress.
The dress was body-hugging and backless, displaying all of her perfect curves.
Shane’s eyes darkened with desire, and his throat went dry.
He tugged on his necktie and deliberately lightened his footsteps as he approached her. Then, he reached out to hug her waist from behind, pulling her tight against his chest.
The woman jolted in shock and let out a squeal, almost dropping her phone in the process.
Thinking something had happened, Joyce asked anxiously on the other end of the line, “What’s wrong, Nat?”
Natalie rolled her eyes at the man behind her and giggled into the phone. “Nothing. It was just a mouse.”
“A mouse?” Joyce exclaimed in shock.
Meanwhile, Shane’s face turned sullen.
Did she just call me a mouse?
Feeling aggrieved, Shane slowly moved his hands up along her waist and squeezed her bosom.
A noise of protest followed next.
Joyce raised her brows again and queried, “Was that the mouse again?”
“Yeah. I gotta go catch it now. Talk to you soon. Bye.”
Natalie ended the call quickly and looked down to pry away his wandering hands. Then, she spun around to glare at the culprit. “What was that for?”
Gazing at her intently, Shane replied, “You called me a mouse.”
He was merely getting back at her for saying that.
Natalie pursed her lips in response. “Well, you didn’t make a sound when you came in and just hugged me out of nowhere. You really gave me a scare.”
“You’re wearing too little. I hugged you because I was afraid you’d be cold,” caressing her smooth back, Shane said in a hoarse voice.
Natalie rolled her eyes. “Do you really expect me to believe that?”
He was clearly taking advantage of me.
Ugh, I only just hinted that I’d forgive him tonight, but he shamelessly came onto me like that. Wasn’t he afraid I’d reject his touch?
“Believe what you want.” He shrugged, then asked with a cheeky glint in his eyes, “By the way, did you dress up for me?”
Natalie’s eyes flickered, but she denied, “No. I just threw on a random outfit.”
“Random, huh?” A smile played on Shane’s lips. “You’ve never worn anything so sexy at home before, let alone applied makeup. And you’re saying it’s not for me?”
Natalie looked away slightly abashedly. “Since you already know, why did you even ask in the first place?”
“I wanted to hear you say it.” Shane lifted her chin up.
Natalie pushed his hand away and muttered, “That’s enough now. Let’s go downstairs to have dinner first.”