Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 621

Chris had already fallen far behind the woman. He could not even see her back. He sat on the bench in the neighborhood and prepared to rest.

He adjusted his clothes and his scarf until the annoying cold wind wouldn't get into his collar.

As soon as he sat down, his butt felt cold. It was the kind of cold that seeped into his bones. Out of reflex, he jumped up. His feet were warm, but it was chilly outside. He attempted to sit down on the chair again, but this time, he gradually allowed his buttocks to make contact with the seat. This way, he felt less cold.

After resting for about 10 minutes, even the chair had warmed up. Feeling that it was almost time, he stood up. He straightened his clothes and scarf, put his hands in his pockets, and walked briskly toward the villa.

When he arrived at the door, Chris raised his hand to look at the time and realized that it was not even six o'clock. In order to prevent his mother from forcing him to go to the company, he stood in the bone-chilling wind and waited for another ten minutes.

He was alone at the entrance of the villa, fighting with the cold wind.

Chris didn't open the door of the villa until 6:10 a.m.

As soon as he entered the villa, Chris felt alive.

They were from two completely different worlds. The temperature difference was too great.

On the stairs, Charlie had already dressed up and was making his way downstairs. His wife's actions had deprived him of any desire to sleep, so he decided to get up. Meanwhile, Angie had already fallen back asleep.

Chris, who had just entered for less than a minute, shivered from the cold. His ears and hands were cold. He picked up the air conditioner remote control in the living room and raised the temperature. The air conditioner in the living room was turned on by the servants in advance.

Charlie followed his gaze to the temperature on the air conditioner and reminded his son. "If you set the temperature this high, it will feel even colder when you go outside later.” With such a significant temperature difference between indoors and outdoors, the risk of catching a cold was high.

Chris shook his head. "I think it's good if | catch a cold now." At least he didn't have to go for a morning run.

must have something wrong with their heads. Chris suddenly remembered the short- haired young woman he passed by during the morning run. Either she was unique, or she was crazy. Perhaps she had just experienced a

was dressed, there should be nothing wrong with ber brain. There was a high chance that she had fallen

It was better than standing on a tall building, contemplating jumping,

air conditioner. | will go to work later.” Hearing this, Chris did as he was told. He picked up the remote control and lowered the temperature a little. After adjusting it, he placed the remote control on the table and walked to the dining room

temperature had been adjusted, Charlie ate his breakfast and asked, "Why did you think of going for a run? Did your mother force you?" Chris looked as if it were obvious. Otherwise, could it be that he had gone crazy, braving the cold outside so early in the morning? Charlie pondered for a few seconds and did not speak. It was unknown what he was thinking, but the restaurant instantly fell silent. After a while, Charlie asked, "Are there many people running in the neighborhood?" Chris sneered. "I'm the only lunatic." However, he thought of the young lady again and said, "There's one | don't know." Charlie asked, "A young lady?" Chris replied, "Maybe, but I'm not sure of it." Charlie was quite speechless, thinking that distinguishing between men and women was a straightforward task, right? Ten minutes later, the two of them finished their breakfast and wiped their lips with a tissue. Chris glanced at his father and tried to ask, "Dad, you really don't know why Mom forced me to run in the morning?" Upon hearing this,

would be challenging enough.”

she would start making things difficult

a down jacket, she skipped downstairs with a black limited edition bag on her shoulder. This was a birthday gift from her sister, Christina,

was so quiet

was very high, making her feel like

the morning and watch television. Where did she go this morning? Stella asked the servant standing quietly at the side, "Where's my mom?" Chris was probably still asleep. Her

and went to work?" Stella raised her

was wrong with him today? Why was he acting so strangely? Was he in a relationship? Did he go out so early for a date? It was strange, right? It was absolutely

spoke again, "Mr. Chris woke up at 5 am and even went out for a morning run." Hearing this, Stella was stunned.

by the servants.

were

took the breakfast from another servant. She mustered her courage and went to work. It would take a few minutes for the car to

door and felt the real

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