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.

to the scene of a girl in leather

after a moment did he

had not had dinner. He had thought Nell was home,

hungry, so he did not go out

and asked, “I’ll cook. Do you want to eat?”

he wanted to eat, she would cook an extra portion. She would only cook her portion if he did not want to eat.

“Yes.”

She turned into the kitchen to wash her hands before putting

on the sofa could take in the kitchen woman’s every movement at a glance.

the scandal. But the result was that her face looked very calm as if this

did not care about it, or was she

really inscrutable. Trevon suspected for

according to his feeling, he determined

something strange somewhere in his heart that he could not express. It was as if there was no agreement between them, and he was just a typical husband waiting for his newlywedded wife to cook

was so focused on cooking that she did not know what the man sitting

quickly. It took her only

soup.

the living

called Trevon by his first name. She just followed

and Sherri said

dining room to sit down at the table in a slow

salad, and egg soup on the

was unknown how they tasted.

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 don’t like them, just go to cat in the restaurant.

picky,” said Trevon. He did not

take his meals from

Trevon said that, Natalie helped him serve some

doing so, she sat down and started eating. She was starving and

keep an eye on Trevon all the time because he was not a three–year–old child!

would be, which made him look at

a motorcycle, and

could she not do? The Foster family was a big

lady from a big family. But what she did was different from

sense. He realized that he had lost his concentration several times tonight.

was still stuffing her mouth eagerly. Obliviously, she was completely unaware that the

was a little surprised. This woman did not see him as a man?

had brought over before were all very elegant, and they chewed slowly and methodically when eating. But the woman before

this be Natalie’s unique

he had just returned and found Nell was not there, so he asked, “Didn’t Grandpa ask Nell to take

I that powerful? Can I have the power to order your nanny?