Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 23

Although the rain wasn’t heavy, it fell lightly on her, giving her a slight

chill.

On the busy street, people hurriedly walked by, some without umbrellas, running quickly in the rain, perhaps trying to avoid the impending downpour. The traffic jam was very common in Athana, and the drizzle only made it worse.

Fortunately, her vehicle wasn’t a four-wheeler and could move through. the streets and alleys.

Looking up, Natalie saw dark clouds dominating another corner of the sky. Trying to escape the rain, she darted in and out of the gaps between. cars, like a running rabbit. The flow of vehicles somewhat limited her speed.

“Mr. Wilson, it’s Mrs. Wilson,” said Jim. Trevon finished work early this evening. Frank and Hackett had come to look for him this afternoon, so he had no intention of going out again.

Jim, with sharp eyesight, immediately noticed the motorbike weaving through the traffic. The license plate was still fresh in his memory.

Trevon paused from flipping through the files, raised his gaze toward the window, and saw the woman riding on a motorbike continuously darting between the vehicles, her movements agile. It was clear that she was always like this.

However, seeing her getting wet in the rain without a raincoat furrowed Trevon’s brow. He lightly parted his lips and instructed Jim, “Go and buy a better raincoat for her tomorrow and tell her it was you who bought it.”

Trevon’s words shocked Jim, who couldn’t help but observe Trevon’s expression through the rearview mirror.

Jim saw an expressionless face, as if it was just a random remark.

“Did I misunderstand it?” Jim wondered. “Is Mr. Wilson starting to fall for Mrs. Wilson?”

However, Jim had confidence in Natalie. He believed that she would definitely be able to make Trevon fall in love with her, without a doubt.

Thinking about it, Jim felt extremely happy. After all, once he saw how

Chapter 23

make money by sharing those happy moments he had seen with Terrell. “Happiness

Jim

dim and unclear gaze, looking toward the bright and spacious living

interrupted by Trevon, was momentarily stunned.

disdainful look. “Go

Jim couldn’t believe what he

a raincoat? What were you doing just now? It’s not

other choice. Under the pressure of

feeling a bit hungry. She was rummaging through the fridge for food, not realizing that she had forgotten to restock recently as she was

was empty. There was nothing

was growling with hunger. She had thought about taking a shower because she got drenched. But then she realized that after cooking, she would be covered in oil fumes and have to take a shower again. Therefore, she decided to eat first and then shower. Suddenly, she remembered that there was a durian in the

eat or not to eat? That was the question. Natalie remembered the next night after getting married, she was eating durian, and Trevon handed her a premarital agreement with a

be back so early, Natalie

scolded, Natalie decided to stick to her principle of

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making up her mind, she

durian was opened. Before long, a plate of incredibly pungent durian flesh

with satisfaction. “Wow, it smells amazing. I haven’t had it for a long time. It’s all

and felt incredibly satisfied. Just as she was about to take the fifth bite, there was a click. Her hand holding the spoon froze, and she felt a sense of unease. Doing something secretly always made her feel lacking in confidence.

spray

who was originally planning to open the windows and some perfume after finishing her meal, so that the smell would dissipate. by the time Trevon came back in the middle of the night.

into the house, he was overwhelmed by a foul smell, causing his brows to furrow. He covered his mouth with one hand. He scolded her

her heart, as she was living in someone else’s house. “The fridge is empty, so I thought it would be convenient

a while, not answering, and went straight to open all the windows, leaving the door open as well. After completing all. these, he stood in front of her and condescendingly said, “Don’t eat that kind of stuff at home next time. Don’t you feel like you’re standing in a

“Dung hole?” she asked inwardly. “Dung hole my ass. You’re the one standing in a dung hole! Why didn’t you just say I

saw the dissatisfaction in her eyes and asked, “Can you do