Chapter 1007

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Joyce leaned in to Natalie and asked, “What’s wrong with her?”

Natalie sneered, “I bet she’s finally regretting her actions.”

“Pfft, well, it’s too late to turn back time now.” Joyce pursed her lips.

Natalie smiled at her but didn’t say a word.

Susan stopped crying after some time and stared at Natalie with hatred. “You did it on purpose, am I
right?”



Natalie’s eyes twinkled. “What are you talking about?”

“You’re telling me all this now just to make me regret, right?” Susan screamed.

Natalie smiled. “Of course, I am. As the saying goes, torture a man’s heart rather than sever his body. I’m
here to tear your heart into shreds and make you live the rest of your life in remorse and guilt. I don’t
want to see you die in peace.”

“You…” Susan was speechless.



It took her some time to calm down as she slumped into the chair like a deflated balloon.

Besides that, the hatred look on her face was gone. All that was left was sadness and pain.

“You win, Natalie. You did kill my heart. I admit defeat,” Susan said in a raspy voice.



Natalie pursed her lips and remained silent.



Susan closed her eyes and swallowed the bitterness she had stored in her heart before she looked back
at Natalie. “There’s something else I want to know, which is why I called you to meet today.”

“What is it?”

Susan tightened her grip around the receiver and said, “H-How’s Don? Where did you send him off to?”

“An orphanage,” Natalie responded.

Susan gritted her teeth. “How could you send him to an orphanage? Do you have any idea what sort of
place that is? He’s going to suffer there! You know he’s a sick kid and has never suffered. How could you
—”

“Why not? You’re about to die while Warren is in jail. So, the best option would be to send him to an
orphanage. Did you think I would raise him as my own? Just like another child of the Smith family?”
Natalie snapped back.

She’s right. Don isn’t a child of the Smith family. It wouldn’t make sense for her to raise him.

“Why didn’t you send him to Jasmine? She is his biological sister, after all,” Susan continued.

“You’re right. Jasmine is his biological sister. But, you must have forgotten the fact that she’s in a mental
hospital. So, how can she raise him in such circumstances? I don’t want to sound rude, but even if
Jasmine weren’t in the mental hospital, she wouldn’t have taken responsibility for him. She already
knows that Donald is her brother and hates both you and him.” Natalie laughed.

“What?” Susan was stunned. “Jas hates me?”



“Yes, she said it herself. She was always bullied because she was an illegitimate daughter, and you’ve
never cared for her. You only had your focus on Warren and Harrison. So, she hates you. However,
Donald is also an illegitimate child of yours, but you paid so much attention to him instead. That made
her think of her childhood days—the times when she was bullied, and no one was there to protect her
from harm. So, what makes you think that she’d take good care of Donald?”

Susan opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out because she knew Natalie was right.

She’s right. Jasmine wouldn’t take good care of him and would probably abandon him. Oh God, this is all
my fault.

Susan was helpless as she smiled bitterly to herself.

Natalie observed her for a little while before hanging up and leaving.

Once the duo exited the prison, Joyce pointed ahead of her. “Nat, look who’s here.”

Natalie looked up and smiled when she noticed the man approaching her.

“What brings you here?” Natalie looked up and asked.

Shane grinned. “I went to pick you up at your office and noticed you weren’t there. I also tried calling you,
but you didn’t pick up. So, I called Connor to trace your location via your phone number, and it led me
here.”

“I’m sorry, the signal here is blocked. So, no calls in and out,” Natalie said apologetically as she whipped
out her phone.

Shane lifted her chin and said, “I know. Did you come here to meet Susan?”

“Yes, she wanted to meet me. Hence, I decided to pay her a visit.” Natalie nodded.










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