Feel the Way You Feel, My Love novel Chapter 561

“I-” Mrs. Wilson looked away sheepishly, not knowing how to answer.

Shane narrowed his eyes impatiently and barked, “Spit it out!”

Mrs. Wilson flinched and realized that she wasn’t able to hide it any longer. She finally admitted, “T-They were rocky mountain oysters.”

Rocky mountain oysters?

Shane’s expression darkened immediately at those three words.

Why is she making that? Do I look like the kind of man who would need such supplements?

Natalie had stopped laughing, but at the sight of Shane’s indignant face, a stifled giggle burst out.

Shane looked at her, his eyes flashing dangerously. “You knew all along?”

Natalie wiped away the tears she got from laughing too hard. “Not all along. Just recently.”

“So you kept it from me and tricked me into eating them on purpose?” Shane’s thin lips pressed into a firm line.

Natalie stuck out her tongue. “I just didn’t want Mrs. Wilson’s effort to go to waste.”

“Go to waste?” Shane smirked ambiguously. “Don’t use that as an excuse. You probably wanted to make fun of me too, right?”

“N-No…” Natalie lowered her head sheepishly.

Shane stood up and placed one hand on the table as he reached out the other to grab Natalie’s chin.

He then tilted her head up and kissed Natalie under her confused gaze.

Her eyes immediately widened and she stiffened in shock.

Mrs. Wilson was taken aback by the sight and her face reddened instantly. She quickly placed a hand over her eyes and shuffled out of the room.

Shane’s eyes glinted in good humor as he grabbed her hands and squeezed them tenderly. “Okay, let’s continue eating. We can brush our teeth afterward.”

“Obviously,” Natalie said with a roll of her eyes. She pulled her hands away and sat back down to eat.

Shane finally stopped teasing her and continued eating as well.

After their meal, the two went back to their room and brushed their teeth to get rid of that disgusting taste. They only went back to their companies after making sure there was no trace of it left.

The moment Natalie arrived, Joyce started teasing her. “So, how was your wedding night, Nat?”

How was my wedding night?

Natalie’s gaze darkened but it disappeared as quickly as it had come. She took out her keys to open her office door. “Can’t you tell?”

“Nope.” Joyce shook her head and circled Natalie like a shark as she observed out loud, “You don’t look all flushed and energized like the last few times. Before this, it was so obvious that you had a great time, but now, you look almost like you didn’t get any sleep. You’re not even walking weirdly. What? Could it be that Mr. Shane can’t get it up anymore?”