Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 628

The morning was like a hazy sketch. The faint light outlined the neighborhood. The mist was dotted, which was illusory and ethereal.

The temperature outside today was one degree higher than yesterday, but one could not feel anything from it.

After putting on his clothes, Chris felt the weather outside was not bad. It was boring for him to run alone. He planned to bring his sister along. After running, his sister could also go back to sleep. It would not affect her.

He made arrangements in his heart and did as he thought.

He went straight to his sister's room and patted her head. "Stella, get up and go to the bathroom. Hurry up." "You're so annoying. Get lost. I'm sleeping." Chris was speechless.

Upholding the principle that siblings should share blessings and difficulties, Chris did not let Stella off. "Learn from Mom and play music by the bed." Angie had already gotten up. She saw her son dressed neatly through the crack in the door and quickly crawled back into bed.

After playing music for 10 minutes, it was a little... gory.

Five minutes later...

"Chris, are you crazy? If you want to run, just run. Why did you have to drag me along?" Stella was wearing cute pajamas. She stood on the bed with her hands on her hips.

Chris grabbed the wrist of one of her hands that was on her waist and wanted to pull his sister down. He had just been hit on the head a few times. She was so rebelling. He had to teach her a lesson. "Come here. You'd better be more self-aware." Stella remembered not to hit someone in the face. "I didn't hit your face. | just scratched your neck. What's wrong with that?" The weekend that she had been looking forward to was disturbed by her brother. She was full of anger from waking up and was furious.

Chris said, "It's difficult for someone like you to get married.” Stella won. She flipped her hair and shook off her brother's hand. "Hmph, the same goes for you. | have no intention of getting married at all. If you don't want to get married, try it." The siblings stabbed each other's hearts and pierced their lungs with words.

Chris choked. Indeed, he couldn't. His sister could choose not to get married, but he couldn't. His mother would say he had let all his ancestors down.

Stella grumbled, "You woke me up and even tried to beat me up. Apologize to me." "Hey, who's the one hitting the other? Look at my neck." Chris pointed at his neck.

It was a burning pain. Chris didn't have eyes on the back of his head, so he didn't know how long the wound was. However, based on the pain, he could guess that it was bleeding.

He gave in to his sister, so she scratched him a few times.

Following her brother's words, Stella took a step forward. She tilted her head and reached out to pull open her brother's clothes to take a look. The back of his ear had indeed been scratched. It should have been accidentally scratched when he was struggling just now.

Let me help you apply some medicine and paste an adhesive bandage on the wound." "Alright, I'm too

was a little regretful that she had hit him too

on her pajamas and left the house as fast as she could without washing her face. Because she came out hurriedly, she forgot to wear a

There were still a few strands of hair that she had yet to tie

backward beside Chris. The cold wind penetrated her

was

time that Stella and Chris had fought. They had fought since they were

angry. He deliberately pulled a long face and stopped in his tracks. He took off the scarf from his neck and wrapped it around his sister's neck. Stella tilted her head and leaned closer. She looked at

The man was afraid that the woman would be cold, so he put a scarf on the woman. The woman was lowering her head and smiling foolishly because her shoulders

scratch on the back of the man's ear. She had never been in a

heart, ‘That's really..." Shaking her head, she smiled faintly and

help his sister tie her scarf. He looked up at the woman. She was not wearing a mask. Her facial features were exquisite, and she had rosy

leg, Chris pulled her forward without saying a word. "Why are you still going back when you're already out? Join me for a run." Stella's footsteps were heavy

Just let me go back. I'll start work tomorrow. | only have today."

deaf ear to his sister's words. Although she was noisy, he wouldn't feel bored. He did not say this

female voice came from behind

him, had already broken free from his hand and walked toward the woman who called for them. The woman stopped and stood beside them. One could tell that there was a trace of surprise

was looking for a precise word to describe the current scene. What was it called again? Was it

to be quite

a dark coffee-colored down jacket and wide-legged jeans. Underneath was a white Chanel knit shirt with black lines outlining the pattern. She was wearing a Bluetooth earpiece in her left ear. Her chest

strange attire but

woman, the woman who asked him if he could read the gynecologist's

that Dad recruits people according to the

it the weekend today? My brother has this habit.

they a couple? ‘Then the wound on his neck... He is so unrestrained. He doesn't even hide it when he

jeans. He looked handsome in them. This meant

eyebrows and eyes were similar to the doctor she saw the other day, but

the future heir of the Yamin

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