Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 149

The heavens seemed to conspire against her. The morning had been sunny, but a fine drizzle began to fall as Natalie prepared to leave work. She had arrived on her motorbike, and now the weather mirrored the temperament of a particular person she couldn’t help but think of, which was ever–changing, like the shifting hues of the sky.

Shaking her head, she wondered if she had been bombarded with too many messages from him lately. How else could his name have sprung to mind in this way?

She glanced at the overcast sky and reassured herself that it was just a drizzle. It shouldn’t drench her like an unfortunate soul.

Once she hopped on her bike, she accelerated, swiftly maneuvering through the ceaseless flow of vehicles. However, the rain proved uncooperative, showing no mercy to her unprotected state. In an instant, a deluge poured down without warning

Completely drenched, her phone vibrated in her pocket. From the corner of her eye, she noticed a white Toyota slowly. drawing closer. She slowed down and stole a glance. It was Ethan, Joseph’s bodyguard, who pulled up alongside her. Stepping out of the car, he propped open an umbrella that shielded Natalie’s head. The rain poured down mercilessly, instantly soaking him through “Miss, please get in the car. Allow me to drive you back. It’s too dangerous in this deluge”

Ethan couldn’t help but worry about the consequences if something went wrong, and he couldn’t report back to Mr. Turner. The safety of Miss Natalie was paramount to him. Protecting her was why he had been assigned to the bustling capital of Athana.

Natalie’s clothes were now drenched, making it impractical for her to get into the car. She didn’t want to soil the seats either. It seemed like she had already taken the hit of getting wet, so she decided against involving another person in her soggy situation. She figured a hot shower at home would ward off any chances of catching a cold.

With that decision in mind, she politely declined Ethan’s kind offer. “You two should hop in the car. I’m already soaked, and it’s just a short distance from home. Let’s not stand around chatting Still wearing a concerned expression, Ethan dutifully held the umbrella for Natalie..

Noticing Ethan’s lingering worry, she smiled. “Trust me. I’m a doctor. We should get going now. If we wait any longer, I might catch a cold.”

Knowing Natalie’s reluctance to inconvenience them and her stubborn nature, Ethan reluctantly got into the car and started the engine, following closely behind her.

Unbeknownst to Ethan, the heavy rain prevented him from noticing the black car trailing them from behind.

As the sleek black Maybach glided past them, a hint of displeasure flashed in the man’s eyes. This woman was utterly drenched, rainwater flowing down her cheeks like an unrelenting cascade.

frigid figure seated in the back. His voice tinged with concern. “Mr. Wilson, it seems Mrs. Wilson

but finally spoke up as the car

left speechless. Who had managed to provoke him this time? He had merely wanted to offer a

woman thoroughly doused by the downpour. A vexing restlessness tugged at his

stepped through the door, her clothes were soaked, water dripping from them without a need for wringing. Lena was taken aback. “Miss Natalie, how did you get drenched on your way home? We are here to take care of Jasper. You could have hailed a taxi or waited at the hospital. It would be best if you didn’t come back to this state. The current weather is a breeding ground for

a hot bath.

nodded. “Understood. Thank you, Lena Let me take a quick bath before I come to hold you, Jasper. Lena. I might leave some water stains as I

scolded, “What are you saying, you ully

Jasper before entering the master

filled with water. Setting aside the mat, she turned off the faucet The water was a touch warmer than usual, likely Lena’s way of ensuring she would feel cozy Indeed. Natalie’s body felt a slight chill, courtesy of

comforting temperature with half–closed

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get dressed, feeling a slight lightheadedness. She quickly donned a bathrobe, realizing she couldn’t sleep with Jasper tonight. She didn’t want to risk infecting him if she

had clearly predicted an overcast day, so why

sneezes interrupted her plans. Natalie reached into a drawer and retrieved a mask, placing it over her face. With a sigh, she rose from her seat, cup in hand, and made

Lena. Natalie approached the kitchen, cup in hand. “Lena, let Jasper sleep with you tonight. It seems I’ve

him. How are you feeling? Have you taken any medicine?

Natalie raised the cup, signaling she was about to pour water. Lena

well. Let’s not disturb her tonight and allow her to rest. You can sleep with Grandma, and I’ll tell

agreed. With the weekend approaching, one night of rest should be enough for Natalie to recover.