Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Chapter 139

On the ground floor, Natalie was already drunk. Her face flushed bright red, and her eyes glazed over and were unfocused. Sitting there blankly, she let out a few hiccups.

Stanley put his fork down and waved at her. With his five fingers spread in front of her eyes, he asked, “Nat, how many fingers do you see?” NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Blinking her glassy eyes while staring at his hand, she answered hesitantly, “Two?”

His eyes glinted with an inscrutable emotion. “That’s wrong. There are five fingers. Nat, you’re drunk.”

“I… I’m not drunk!” Natalie protested petulantly, pouting her red lips.

Stanley removed his glasses and put it in his shirt pocket. Letting out a few chuckles, he coaxed her in a gentle tone, as if she was a child. “Yes, yes. You’re not drunk, but I am. Let’s go home, alright?”

“Okay.” Natalie hiccupped, nodding her head obediently.

The man stood up and asked a waiter to bring the bill.

After paying, he carried her handbag on one shoulder and held her up by her waist.

The man caught a whiff of her refreshing scent mixed with the rich aroma of Louis XIII. Captivated, he leaned closer and drew in a deep breath. His gaze was full of lust and possessiveness.

Just then, an icy voice sounded unexpectedly. “Stop right here.”

Stanley stopped in his tracks and lifted his eyes in the direction of the voice. The moment he saw Shane and Jackson walking over, one after another, his heart sank.

Why are they here?

“I’ll take it from here. Give her to me.” Standing about an arms-length away from Stanley, Shane glanced at the unconscious woman in the man’s arms. His tone was domineering.

“Why should I do that?” Stanley refused, holding Natalie even tighter.

Shane squinted his eyes at him with a threatening look. “You’re asking me why? I don’t mind explaining why you get her drunk on purpose.”

A smile broke across Stanley’s face, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Mr. Shane, I’ve no idea what you’re talking about. Excuse me, Nat and I are going home.”

“Do you think I’ll let you go? I said, give her to me!” Shane stood in the way, enunciating his every word.

The smile on Stanley’s face slowly disappeared. Staring squarely at the man facing him, he said, “What if I say no?”

That’s right, I got her drunk on purpose. When I made the rounds in the hospital during the day, I overheard Sean and his mother’s conversation, saying that Nat and Shane are getting closer to one another. That’s why I can’t take it anymore. I’ve been by her side for five long years, yet I’m no match for a man who has only been with her for two months. That’s not fair! So I asked her out for a dinner in the name of celebration, so I can have her. Once she becomes mine, she’ll surely get together with me. There’s no way I’m going to let anyone ruin my plan.

Lost in his thoughts, the malice in Stanley’s gaze grew more intense, and his expression was zealous and wild.

Jackson, who was watching them from the sidelines, was startled by his reaction.

Stanley is usually gentle and well-mannered. Many patients liked him too. I really didn’t expect to see this side of him. I heard that people who have extreme personalities are usually psychotic. Could it be that Stanley is out of his mind?

Jackson eyed the man suspiciously.

Stanley noticed his gaze and shot him a deadly glance.

A chill ran down Jackson’s spine, and he couldn’t help but quiver, as if he were being targeted by a deadly viper.

“You have no right to say no.” Shane couldn’t care less about Stanley. He reached out and grabbed Natalie’s wrist, trying to yank her away from the man.

Though he acted quickly, Stanley wasn’t slow to react. Just when he started dragging the woman to his side, Stanley swiftly took hold of the other arm of hers.

Being pulled in two ways like a tug of war, Natalie felt her head spin, and she groaned in agony.

Jackson couldn’t stand it anymore. He took a step forward and put his hand on Stanley’s, which was clutching Natalie’s arm. Prying the man’s fingers open one after another, he said with a smirk, “Dr. Quinn, I heard that your paper was published. Can I have a word with you?”

While speaking, he winked at Shane, hinting at the man to take Natalie away.

Seeing through Jackson’s trick, Stanley glowered at him and shouted, “Scram!”