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Chapter 194
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Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 194

After the dance, Joyce returned and saw many empty beer bottles on the table. She was instantly

shocked. “Oh my, Nat, what are you trying to do drinking so much beer?”

She quickly took away the glass of beer in Natalie’s hand.

Natalie squinted her eyes and stared at her. She exclaimed, “J-Joyce, you’ve returned?”

“Right, you still know who I am. It seems like you’re not that drunk.” Joyce sat herself down next to

Natalie.

Natalie reached out her hand, trying to grab the beer glass that had been taken away earlier.

Joyce did not comply and she pushed it further away. “Stop drinking, you’re drunk.”

“I… I’m not drunk!” Natalie waved her hand with dissatisfaction. Her rosy cheeks, red-stained lips, and

ditsy drunk behavior had made her very alluring.

Joyce couldn’t help but stare idly.

She knew her best friend had the captivating looks of a vixen. She was worried that Natalie might start

behaving like one after getting drunk.

“Oh God, quickly lower down your head. If the bunch of wolves sees you, they’ll definitely eat you alive.”

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Joyce covered Natalie’s head with her coat.

Natalie suddenly wept.

Joyce was taken aback. “Natalie, why are you crying?”

“I’m really sad.” Natalie looked at her with her teary eyes.

“Why are you sad?” Joyce was confused.

Natalie wiped her tears and said, “I’ve quit my job and I won’t be able to see him anymore.”

“Him? Who are you referring to?” Joyce was stupefied.

“Shane…” Natalie choked.

Joyce was stunned but managed to come around after a while. She stared at her in disbelief. “No way

Nat, you and Mr. Shane…”

Natalie reached out to Joyce and hugged her. “Joyce, am I a bad person for liking a man who has a

fiancée?”

After confirming her suspicions, Joyce swallowed and said, “No, you’re not bad. Mr. Shane is a stellar

person and it’s normal for you to admire him. Just don’t be a homewrecker.”

“Indeed, that’s why I quit my job.” Natalie opened a new bottle of beer and took a sip.

Initially, Joyce wanted to stop her but after seeing how upset she was, it’s best to let her be.

She was wondering in the first place, why did Nat invite her out for a drink.

So it was because she had quit her job and would never be able to see Shane anymore.

“Ah, such devastation on your first crush. It really is disheartening.” Joyce stared at Natalie pitifully.

Barf. Natalie threw up the beer immediately.

Joyce pinched her nose. “Alright, alright. Stop drinking already. Something bad might happen if you

continue drinking. I’ll send you home.”

That being said, she took away the beer bottle that was in Natalie’s hand, carried her, and tried hailing a

car outside after she had done settling the bill.

However, there were only private cars around. It wasn’t easy to hail a cab as they didn’t usually pass by

that area.

There was no choice but for Joyce to carry Natalie as they walked further to see if there was any cab

elsewhere.

At that moment, a car honked from behind.

Joyce’s head buzzed and she exclaimed angrily, “Who’s that?”

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“It’s me.” Shane got out of the car.

Joyce’s frustration dissipated and she blinked her eyes in disbelief. “Mr. Shane? Why are you here?”

“I was passing by. What’s wrong with her?” Shane’s gaze fell upon Natalie.

Natalie buried her face against Joyce’s shoulder. Her hair was loosely scattered and had covered her

face entirely.

“Nat’s drunk.” Joyce replied helplessly.

“You went drinking?” Shane squinted.

Umm… Joyce replied, “Yes, Nat was upset.”

“Upset?” Shane pursed his lips. “Why was she upset?”

Joyce stared at him bitterly and muttered, “Why, if it’s not for you.”

“Huh?” Shane couldn’t hear clearly and frowned.

Joyce came around and shook her head. “It’s nothing. Mr. Shane, can you send us to the nearest

subway?”

“Get in the car.” Shane opened the door to the back seats.

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