Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 38

The view outside Adare Manor was beautiful.

The two sides of the road were planted with the same spacing of a kind of special flower.

In this cold season, hundreds of flowers withered, and only these kinds of flowers were full of vitality. The petals scattered with the wind and danced gracefully, standing tall in the cold wind.

As Natalie ran, she stopped and slowly walked to a tree. She could not help but praise it. A pair of small hands that were warm from the exercise gently touched the petals scattered on the ground.

From Trevon’s angle, the first thing he saw was a slightly red face. Natalie had a beautiful figure and was very charming.

It was like a painting, so beautiful that people couldn’t take their eyes off it. There were only flowers and a beautiful young lady in the world.

Natalie did not know that Trevon had also stopped to wait for her. She was mesmerized by the beautiful scenery.

Natalie hadn’t seen the plum flowers when she came for a run a few days

ago.

This was the first time Natalie had seen so many flowers swaying in the wind. It was greatly beautiful.

Natalie looked up with a bright smile on her face and met Trevon’s eyes. “Mr. Wilson, the villa you chose is not bad.”

Trevon was disdainful. What did she mean by not bad? Trevon said. expressionlessly, “Just because of the flowers?”

After pondering for a moment, Natalie looked at Trevon with her soft eyes. “Yes and no. How should I put it? The air around here is quite good, except for a little far from downtown.”

Besides, it was difficult to hail a cab. As for the other, it was very comfortable. There was no need to worry about the insecurity. The security was especially good. Perhaps this was the reason why Natalie felt especially at ease sleeping here.

This was very similar to Natalie’s grandmother’s favorite flowering scene.

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“I don’t think women don’t like flowers. I don’t like bouquets. I always feel that it is a waste to be folded down to cut off their chances of survival when they bloom beautifully. It’s better to bloom in the soil.” Natalie didn’t say that it was a waste of money. It seemed a little boring to talk about money at this time.

“Yes.” The man stopped talking. Perhaps he was annoyed by Natalie’s long-windedness.

The two of them did not run seriously. They ran for a while and stopped to chat. Usually, one person could finish the journey in an hour, but today, it took two hours.

was almost ten o’clock when they got home.

you going to the office for lunch

sound like a scene of a wife asking her husband to stay for a

stopped in his tracks as he walked toward the staircase.

a moment. Did Trevon misunderstand something

the mirror to blow dry her hair. She realized that her lips were so red today

like being caused by a mosquito

pay much attention to it because she wouldn’t attribute

Chicken Teriyaki, Grilled Salmon, garden salad with ranch

today’s food was even

dishes before

Are you very concerned about that?” It

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had asked, and Natalie couldn’t help feeling a little

wouldn’t comment on things he hadn’t investigated.

able to make Trevon ask the same question over and over again, there must be something wrong. Natalie was not stupid and asked with a determined gaze, “What do you want to

“Nothing, let’s eat.”

don’t know if the servants knew how to cook these dishes before entering the Foster’s residence or

The topic

on the sofa

was about to leave suddenly said, “Let Jim accompany you to buy a

Natalie could not go to work at all. She could not hail a cab

car.

he would definitely be rejected, so he could

really focused on texting Sherri. Natalie looked up at Trevon and said firmly, “No need. I don’t like

so angry that his eyebrows twitched. He pinched his eyebrows. Little did he know that this was the reason why Natalie

and go to work. I have my

Natalie thought about it every time it rained, but she didn’t want to buy it after the rain

people who wanted to lose weight wanted to lose weight when they bought clothes. When

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sleep. until late in the morning the next day.

to the hospital, she would not need to buy a car. Occasionally, hailing a cab

impatience, Trevon said coldly, “It’s up

a Chameleon every

late again today. Have you been getting closer to

want Natalie to get a divorce. Firstly, Natalie wouldn’t have anyone to rely on after the divorce. Secondly, it was safer where Natalie