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.

their appearances were worlds apart. “They don’t look like sisters,” Max thought.

weight of Max’s blame, her heart heavy

embarrassing her in front of so many people, but she dared not

silently swallow her anger.

Natalie would be mad and tell them everything about

to Natalie. “Natalie, this is Carlos. Trevon’s great-uncle. Here is Ted, Trevon’s uncle. And this is Ted’s wife, Peggy. Trevon’s cousin, Max. is over there, just two years

than Trevon? Just the same age difference between me

Theo said so, Natalie knew it was improper to let Trevon’s father

meet you, Mr. Carlos, Mr. Ted, and Mrs. Peggy.” After exchanging

presence, but even Natalie paid her no

worst part was that Max

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he was the one who had promised to bring her home today. Rage bubbled just

compliments, Emily remained an outsider, unable to engage in

friend, laughing and joking, answering all questions from the elders with grace and generosity. Her manners were

so scheming that she

As long as they didn’t come to offend her, she could live the rest of her life

her eyes slightly to look at Emily with a cold, disdainful stare. Seeing the contempt in

at Natalie with an obsessed look, and

this time, and Trevon knew that he had underestimated her social skills. She could even hold conversations about everything. As

female voice

who else could issue such an authoritative voice within

to understand her unspoken question. He leaned closer

the room grew warm. Natalie removed her coat, draping it on the entrance door. The warm

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cheeks flushed with a delicate pink hue

the elders to rise and depart, Natalie stood up and hooked her arm through Trevon’s.

filled with confusion, fixed upon her small,

embarrassed, she replied, “Next time, please don’t get so close to me when

ear, each instance causing her nerves to tense and her heart

back at her slightly flushed countenance with. a mischievous

seat as everyone

is your mother-in-law,

Mrs. Rachel,” Natalie addressed with reverence.

did not matter to Natalie whether Rachel acknowledged Natalie as her daughter-in-law. After all,

upon witnessing Rachel’s evident indifference to