Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

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The living room emanated an atmosphere of harmonious conversation, filled with laughter and jokes that seemed to revolve around something delightful.

Natalie had just stepped into the doorway and paused when she caught a familiar voice and wondered if she had mistaken it.

Trevon noticed her abrupt halt, turned his head, and inquired, “What’s the matter?”

Natalie smiled, shook her head to indicate it was nothing, and proceeded inside.

Half an hour before dinnertime, Trevon guided Natalie to sit beside him on the sofa.

Being friendly, Theo’s brother, Carlos Wilson, asked, “Aren’t you going to introduce this beautiful girl to us?”

Of course, he meant Natalie.

Trevon responded casually, “This is Natalie, my wife.”

Well, there was nothing wrong with that.

Theo, fearing that Trevon might say something to discomfort Natalie, felt. a sense of relief after hearing what he said, resulting in a smile on his face.

It seemed that what he had just said to Trevon had worked! Theo couldn’t help but feel happy with that.

Natalie’s beauty captivated Max’s gaze, his eyes fixed upon her. He exclaimed directly without thinking, “Trevon, your wife is truly beautiful.”

Max saw nothing amiss with his comment, and all eyes turned simultaneously toward Natalie. Even Emily, who had been conversing with Peggy, turned to look at Natalie.

When she caught a glimpse of Natalie, Emily’s face turned pale, her smile fading instantly.

One second, she had been engrossed in laughter and chatter with Peggy, but now her countenance was repulsive, as if she had consumed something distasteful.

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In a panic, she instinctively grasped Max’s arm tightly. “What are you doing? You’re hurting me!”

Max, whose attention was fixed on Natalie, snapped impatiently.

To him, Emily was just a girl who desperately played hard to get, which successfully caused his desire to conquer. After all. Max thought there was no girl he couldn’t handle. She was just another girl he had brought home, and she wasn’t the first, either.

Max was actually not that into her. At this moment, Max couldn’t help but notice that Emily and Natalie seemed to share the same surname.

apart. “They don’t look like sisters,”

bore the weight of Max’s blame, her

at Max for embarrassing her in front of so

only silently swallow her

provoking Natalie, fearing that Natalie would be mad and tell

is over there, just two years younger than Trevon. Trevon’s mother is now busy in the kitchen, and Trevon’s father is

the same age difference between me and this illegitimate daughter,” Natalie thought.

though Theo said so, Natalie knew it was improper to

meet you, Mr. Carlos, Mr. Ted, and Mrs. Peggy.” After exchanging greetings, Natalie pretended not to see Max’s direct gaze, completely

disregard Emily’s presence, but even Natalie paid her no attention as if she were invisible.

part was that Max didn’t even show any intention

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who had promised to bring her home today. Rage

room was filled with laughter and compliments, Emily remained an outsider, unable to engage in conversation, and no one spoke

perfect friend, laughing and joking, answering all questions from the elders with grace and generosity. Her manners were graceful, and her demeanor matched that of a wealthy

that she purposely sought to exclude her from the

her, she could live the rest of her life without crossing paths with

a cold, disdainful stare. Seeing the contempt in Natalie’s eyes, Emily clenched her hands tightly and felt her nails sink

Natalie with an obsessed look, and Trevon was not surprised that Max, who

social skills. She could even hold conversations

hour later, a commanding female voice reverberated,

intending to inquire who else could issue such an authoritative voice within the Wilson family except for Theo.

unspoken question. He leaned closer to her ear and whispered,

removed her coat, draping

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flushed with a delicate

to rise and depart, Natalie stood up and hooked her arm through

with confusion, fixed upon her small, delicate

don’t get so close to me when you

to her ear, each instance causing her nerves to tense and her heart rate to become irregular. This sensation

her slightly flushed countenance with. a

seat as everyone

is your mother-in-law,

Rachel,” Natalie addressed with reverence.

a glance and just nodded indifferently. Natalie didn’t mind. It did not matter to Natalie whether Rachel acknowledged Natalie as her daughter-in-law. After all, Natalie would divorce Trevon in two months, and Rachel wouldn’t be her perpetual

witnessing Rachel’s evident indifference