Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

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?”

changing his shoes, Trevon turned around and faced Natalie. “There’s some in the fridge.

“Okay.”

the

of ingredients. It was very fresh. “Did you ask Mr. Hawk to buy

didn’t really like this sentence, but it

“Yes.”

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

rummaging through the refrigerator. “Are you sure?” Natalie asked,

disdain and looked like she had poisoned him. However, he wanted to eat

it be that Natalie’s culinary skills had conquered

“Yes.”

Spaghetti Bolognese. She also wanted to eat it tonight. Afraid that Trevon would dislike it, she

this moment, Natalie thought Trevon was

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

angle of him on the sofa, Trevon could see the happiness in Natalie’s eyes. She was really easy to satisfy. A bowl of Spaghetti Bolognese made her

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happy as she

he suddenly felt a little depressed. He got

a reply, she didn’t mind. She shrugged. It was rare for her to be that happy today, so she would add more tomatoes to it. If Trevon didn’t want to eat them, she could

Trevon arrived at the dining room. When he saw the two steaming bowls

any nonsense, Trevon started eating. During this period, Trevon did not

bowl. The man noticed that her

tried to hide her embarrassment. “No, I just wanted to ask you how it tastes.”

so-so,” Trevon

hear something nice. from his mouth. If it wasn’t delicious, why did he eat it all? He finished all tomatoes and had already drunk half a bowl

was Trevon so

many ingredients for supper tonight. Do I need to

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

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. In that case, Natalie might

took the last sip of the soup and wiped his mouth. elegantly. He leaned lazily against the back of the chair and stared at Natalie

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feet again. Natalie wasn’t a rich woman, and she definitely didn’t

his teeth and said in a handsome manner, “Give me your WhatsApp number.”

“What for?”

Jim. was embezzled

was too pitiful. Jim wanted to say that it was Trevon who asked him to keep it. Trevon

heard something earth-shattering. “Mr. Wilson, you’re not joking, right? Mr. Hawk embezzled 86 dollars.” Did Trevon take Natalie for a fool? Was Trevon

his usual serious expression, Trevon had already opened the QR code of WhatsApp and placed his phone on the table, obviously indicating for Natalie to scan it. “Perhaps I forgot. I’ll ask tomorrow.”