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“Are you sure?” he asked, narrowing his eyes.
Natalie nodded. “It must be. It isn't painful or itchy. I don't think there's another reason besides indigestion. Okay,
Darling, go to sleep.”
She then shook his arm as she acted coquettishly.
Shane's heart melted instantly. “Okay. But if your stomach still doesn't feel well tomorrow, you must see a doctor.”
“Uh-huh,” she replied, hurriedly nodding her head.
After he got into bed, he pulled her head onto his chest, then kissed her forehead. “Okay, go to sleep.”
“Goodnight,” she replied while shifting around to find a more comfortable position. Only then did she finally close
her eyes.
That night, she had good dreams.
During breakfast the next day, Mrs. Wilson went over with an invitation card and handed it to Shane.
Natalie immediately recognized it. “That's for the princess's coming-of-age ceremony.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe flipped through it and said, “Her brother gave it to me.”
“Right. You have business with her brother, so he'll definitely invite you,” she replied as she sipped on her milk.
He then put the card aside and asked, “You received it too?”
“Yeah, I got it yesterday,” she smiled and replied, “We can go together then.”
“Sure.”
Jacqueline, who was sitting by the side, realized that she could not participate in their conversation. Thus, she
grabbed tightly onto the fork. However, it was not as if she had to speak.
After all, her status was different. She was Jackson's girlfriend. Hence, it would not be polite if she still spoke as
freely as she did before.
It doesn't matter. I won't be using my status as his girlfriend for long anyway.
After breakfast, Natalie and Shane brought the two children out and began a new day of work.
Half a month soon passed, meaning that the princess' coming-of-age ceremony was coming close.
Natalie and Lina sent the dress and jewelry over, and the princess happily tried them on. They suited her very well.
Thus, that night, she brought the dress and jewelry back to her country.
After all, her stylist was still waiting back in her country. She had to bring the items over so that the stylist could plan
her hair and makeup as soon as possible.
On the second day after the princess returned to her country, Natalie and Shane flew over to attend the ceremony.
Joyce and Lina went along as well.
At the banquet, bright lights shone as everyone toasted to each other and mingled around. It was lively.
With her hand in Shane's arm, Natalie accompanied him to interact with some businessmen.
Meanwhile, Joyce and Lina went to meet other designers.
After a long while, Natalie's feet were starting to hurt. However, she had to endure it.
Yet, as soon as Shane noticed it, he held onto her waist and helped her over to the lounge in the corner. After she
took a seat, he asked, “Do your feet hurt?”
She nodded. “These shoes rub against my feet.”
She had specially chosen those shoes to match the dress she wore. However, who would have known that they
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwould rub against her feet?
If she knew, she would not have worn them.
He sat down beside her, then raised her feet onto his lap and wanted to take off her shoes.
However, she was taken aback when she saw that and subconsciously wanted to draw back her leg. She lowered
her voice and asked, “What are you doing?”
“Let me see the injury on your foot,” he replied as he grabbed her ankle to prevent her from retracting her foot.
Thus, she had no choice but to let him do as he pleased. “But we're at a banquet. This isn't very appropriate, right?”
“It's fine. No one will notice us.” By the time he was done speaking, he had already taken off her shoes.
Instantly, her feet felt a little cold, and she could not help but curl her toes.
Her feet were small, fair, and slender. Her rounded toes made her look as if she were a doll. They looked cute.
Those with foot fetishes would immediately fall for her feet.
Nevertheless, although Shane was not one, he had to admit that her feet were pretty and looked rather attractive.
Thus, he touched her feet and even caressed them.
Natalie could only feel that her feet were itchy. Once she noticed what he was doing, she kicked him. “What are you
doing?”
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