Chapter 39

At 9:05 p.m., Natalie and Sherri parted ways at the entrance of the hospital and went home.

There were many nightbirds in Athana. On the road, there was an endless stream of cars. The sound of horns and the roar of exhaust were deafening.

When she got home, Natalie wanted to get some supper. However, she remembered that she had not bought any ingredients for a few days.

There was no durian, and Trevon was about to go. home.

The thought of buying durian was completely gone.

The moment Natalie thought of Trevon, Trevon was home,

Just as Natalie was about to open the door, a bright light blinded her.

Natalie turned to look at the bright spot. It was indeed Trevon’s Koenigsegg. The man got out of the car as handsomely as ever.

He tidied up his suit, which did not have a single crease, and walked. toward Natalie with his long legs. In a daze, Natalie felt he looked a little like Prince Charming.

The lights of the car elongated Trevon’s figure, and the spotlights completely fell on him.

It was a feeling of a show.

Trevon stared at her exquisite little face and glanced at the black motorcycle. It was really difficult to connect this motorcycle to her. “Why don’t you ride the motorcycle to the garage?”

Natalie raised her head and looked at the man’s well-defined handsome face. “It won’t rain tomorrow, and I can’t be bothered to park inside. Isn’t the courtyard quite big?”

It meant that Natalie could park her motorcycle in the courtyard.

Without another word, the man opened the door and entered the villa.

With his back facing Natalie, Trevon asked, “What are you going to do tonight?”

Natalie looked puzzled. “What?”

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What else could Natalie do when she got home? Of course, it was to sleep.

A cold and indifferent voice sounded. “Supper.”

“I didn’t buy any ingredients. Are you hungry?”

turned around and faced Natalie. “There’s some in the fridge. Go see

“Okay.”

the

ingredients. It was very fresh. “Did

really like this sentence, but it was indeed bought by Jim.

“Yes.”

to the woman who was rummaging through the fridge, “I want to eat

hand paused in the act of rummaging through the refrigerator. “Are you sure?” Natalie asked, verifying each word.

time, this person had a look of disdain and looked like she had poisoned him. However, he wanted to eat Spaghetti Bolognese now.

that Natalie’s culinary skills had

“Yes.”

prepared to make Spaghetti Bolognese. She also wanted to eat it

Trevon was very pleasing

a good mood, Natalie said happily, “Do you want more tomatoes? It

Trevon could see the happiness in Natalie’s eyes. She was really easy to satisfy. A bowl of Spaghetti Bolognese made

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wasn’t even as happy as she was when

felt a little depressed. He got up and went straight upstairs to take a shower. He

shrugged. It was rare for her to be that happy today, so she would add

Trevon arrived at the dining room. When he saw the two steaming bowls of Spaghetti Bolognese on

During this period, Trevon did not

his bowl. The man noticed that her burning gaze was on

her embarrassment. “No, I just

so-so,” Trevon said

have asked it. It was difficult to hear something nice. from his mouth. If it wasn’t delicious, why did he eat it all? He finished

was Trevon so stubborn?

for supper tonight. Do I

Bolognese at night was very rich. When Natalie saw that there was shredded meat in the fridge, she added it, pickled

to the restaurant’s custom price, the Spaghetti Bolognese would cost at least 20 dollars. However, judging from the color of this little yellow croaker, it might be more than that.

a while, the man took the last sip of the soup and wiped his mouth. elegantly. He leaned lazily against the back of the chair

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under Natalie’s feet again. Natalie wasn’t a

and said in a

“What for?”

to transfer money, just transfer it to me. Jim.

Trevon who asked him to

dollars.” Did Trevon take Natalie for

phone on the table, obviously indicating for Natalie to scan it. “Perhaps I forgot. I’ll ask tomorrow.”

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