Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 12

At the entrance of Adare Manor, Natalie parked her motorcycle in the garage today.

Usually, she parked it in the yard because she thought the yard was big anyway. And if she parked in the garage, she had to open the garage door, which was a pain for her.

The sky was heavily cloudy today, and she was worried that it might rain, so she parked her motorcycle in the garage.

After she parked the motorcycle, she reached into her pocket for her keys and realized the living room was lit up. Nell must

be back.

Then there was no need for the keys, so Natalie slipped them back into her pocket.

She skillfully took off her helmet with one hand and swung his long hair. The moment she opened the door, she froze. It was not Nell who came back. It was her new husband Trevon who had returned..

Looking through the doorway, she could not see what the man was wearing, but she could see his thick, dark hair and straight back, which exuded a sense of noble elegance.

He was indeed quite handsome. From any perspective, he was a handsome man. It was just that he was not a very good person.

After half a second of dazedness, Natalie came back to her sense. She just did not expect Trevon to be back, and she was at little embarrassed, not knowing if he was staying here tonight or not.

But on second thought, they had agreed that their marriage would last three months. How could he achieve his goal if he did not come back?

With that in mind, Natalie’s sudden embarrassment dissipated.

But she had not yet figured out what

Teement her grandfather and Trevon’s grandfather had reached. She knew that with her grandfather’s and their family’s status, it was not enough to get Trevon to marry her. Natalie knew this very well. If it was her grandfather who threatened Trevon’s family with something to make him marry herself, Natalie and her family were indeed at fault.

decided she

ask Trevon’s grandfather what the deal was some other time. Although she felt nothing about Trevon looking down on her. she still wanted to find out why she was treated like a scheming bitch by Trevon.

Whatever the agreement. Natalie help

Trevon achieve his goal in three months, at de deshaya moder

After thinking about this, Natalie left her helmet and keys on the shoe rack by the door and took out her shoes to change. them naturally.

Out of self–cultivation and for the sake of a harmonious fake cohabitation life, she greeted Trevon first. “Mr. Wilson, have you had dinner yet?”

Trevon, who was about to light his cigarette, knew Natalie was back when he heard the door open. But he did not turn to look at her. After Natalie said those words, he followed the sound only to see the woman changing her shoes.

The casual attire paired with her slender figure made her more slender and graceful.

He did not answer her question. He looked at her, and his half–squinted eyes glanced at the helmet on the shoe rack by the door. Frank had told Trevon before about the helmet’s matching logo to the motorcycle. This motorcycle was priced at around 200 to 300 thousand dollars.

the same time, Trevon’s mind flashed to the scene of a girl in leather

moment did he reply, “No”

was true that he had not had dinner. He had thought Nell was home, but

did not go out

Natalie looked straight at him and asked, “I’ll

portion. She would only cook her portion if he did not want to eat. Natalie never

“Yes.”

to wash her hands before putting on her bib. After that, she started to clean

the living room sofa, so the man sitting on the sofa could take in the kitchen woman’s

But the result was that her face looked

she did not care about it, or was

Trevon suspected for

he

he could not express. It was as if there was no agreement between them, and he was

that she did not know what the man

cooked food quickly. It took her only

soup.

she shouted to the

never called Trevon by his first name. She just followed Jim

Sherri said

and straightened his suit. And then, he went into the dining room to sit down at the table in a

grilled fish, green salad, and egg soup on the table.

looked delicious, but it was unknown how

Natalie thought that maybe Trevon, the rich heir, was not used to eating such dishes. “These are just ordinary dishes I usually have. I don’t know if you like

really wanted to say was, “If you don’t like them, just go to cat in the restaurant. I’m not

He did not believe this

his meals from his

said that, Natalie helped

so, she sat down and started eating. She was starving and completely ignored the man sitting across from her.

she did not need to keep an eye on Trevon all the time because he was

it would be, which made

motorcycle,

else could she not do? The Foster

not wealthy and influential, Natalie was still a young lady from a

that he had lost his concentration several times tonight.

mouth eagerly. Obliviously, she was completely unaware

This woman did not see him as a man? She was really eating attentively.

they chewed slowly and methodically when eating. But the woman before him was stuffing food directly into her mouth!

this be Natalie’s unique way of attracting

“Didn’t Grandpa ask Nell to take care of you? Why haven’t I seen her? Did you ask her to go

I that powerful? Can