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.

weekends. Let me help you apply some medicine and paste an adhesive bandage on the wound." "Alright, I'm too lazy to talk to you." After saying that, Chris left his sister's room while covering his neck in defeat. His expression was not very good. Stella stood behind

had hit him

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 scarf and

brother, who had already started jogging, she tied her hair up casually. There were still a few strands of hair that she had yet to tie up. Seeing this, Chris wanted to reach out to help, but he restrained himself from helping because he

backward beside Chris. The cold wind penetrated her smooth neck. She wore a thin set of pajamas inside and thick

was

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

tugged at her brother's wrist. The truth was Chris was not 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

following behind kept watching the interaction between the two of them. From the back, she could see that a couple was showing affection to each other. The man was afraid that the woman would be cold, so he put a scarf on the woman. The woman was lowering

the back of the man's ear. She had never been in a relationship, but

‘That's really..." Shaking her head,

the woman. She was not wearing a mask. Her facial features were exquisite, and she had rosy cheeks. There seemed to be a trace of gentleness under her professionalism. Even her hands waving in front of her were so

back to sleep. She waved her hand in front of him. "What are you thinking about? Chris, I'll go back now." As soon as she moved her leg, Chris pulled her forward without saying a word. "Why are you still going back

I'll start work tomorrow. | only have today." Stella was

words. Although she was noisy, he wouldn't feel bored. He did not say this out loud, afraid they

voice came from

heads simultaneously. Before Chris could react, Stella, standing beside him, had already broken free from his hand and walked

What was it called again? Was

to

white Chanel knit shirt with black lines outlining the pattern. She

strange attire

her up for a while and looked away, afraid she would say he was rude. When he saw this woman, the woman who asked him if he could read the gynecologist's prescription appeared in his mind. She

be that Dad recruits people

me. So, you also run in the morning?" "Oh... Oh, no. I'm accompanying my brother. Isn't it the weekend today? My brother has this habit. I'l accompany him for a while today, right, Chris?" Stella wanted to leave a good impression in front of

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

Chris. He wore a gray collarless sweater, a black coat, and jeans. He looked handsome

were similar to the doctor she saw the other day, but that doctor's

of the Yamin Group should be surnamed

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