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.

flashed to the scene of a girl in

did he reply, “No”

He had thought Nell was home, but he came

so he did

straight at him and asked, “I’ll cook. Do you

would cook an extra portion. She would only cook

“Yes.”

care about his indifference or estrangement. She turned into the kitchen to wash her hands before putting on her bib. After that, she started to clean food

was directly opposite the living room sofa, so the man sitting on the sofa could take in the kitchen woman’s every movement at

result was that her face looked very calm

about it,

inscrutable. Trevon suspected

to his feeling, he determined that Natalie was pretending.

as if there was no agreement between them, and

so focused on cooking that she did not know what the man sitting outside in the living room was thinking.

quickly. It took her only 40 minutes to finish three dishes and a

soup.

the living room. “Mr. Wilson, food

called Trevon by his first name. She just followed Jim to call him Mr.

called Trevon Mr. Trevon, and Sherri said everyone

the dining room to sit down at the table in a slow and orderly manner.

grilled fish, green salad, and egg soup on

but it was unknown how they tasted.

to eating such dishes. “These are just ordinary dishes I

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

picky,” said Trevon. He did not

fim take his meals from his

Trevon said that, Natalie helped him serve some

down and started eating. She was starving and completely ignored the man sitting

keep an eye on Trevon all

Trevon thought it would be, which made him

a motorcycle, and cook.

Foster family was a big family

from a big family. But what she did was different from other girls from big families.

realized that he had lost his concentration several times tonight. Was

eagerly. Obliviously, she was completely unaware that the man sitting opposite her had repeatedly glanced at her.

did not see him

women Hackett had brought over before were all very elegant, and they chewed slowly and methodically when eating.

unique way of

that he had just returned and found Nell was not there, so he asked, “Didn’t Grandpa ask Nell to take care of you? Why haven’t I seen

Can I have the power to