Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 177

After tidying up everything. the sky was already dark. The clear, bright moon hung high in the sky, scattering faint rays of moonlight that enveloped the flowering cherry trees in the neighborhood. There was a night breeze, and the blooming cherry flowers fluttered down as if they were dancing gracefully.

Natalie Foster leaned against the balcony railing and realized that all the flowering peach trees in the neighborhood had been replaced by flowering cherry trees. Furthermore, every tree was in full bloom.

She had always had the habit of coming to the balcony before she slept. Why didn’t she notice this a few days ago? Her gaze was fixed on the fluttering petals of the cherry blossoms that covered the sky. They cascaded gently to the ground with the wind. The sight was very beautiful. Looking at the picturesque scenery actually made Natalie feel much better.

After cleaning up the kitchen. Trevon Wilson saw the woman leaning against the railing with her back facing him. He slowly walked closer and said. “What are you looking at?”

Upon hearing this, Natalie turned her head and glanced sideways at the man. At this moment, Trevon looked more like a down-to-earth mortal. He was no longer impeccably dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He was only wearing a simple blue pajamas. Although Natalie knew without thinking that the price of pajamas would not be low, it made him more approachable than when he wore formal attire.

She did not answer Trevon’s question. When she recalled that he also lived in this district, she asked, “Isn’t the district supposed to be filled with flowering peach trees? How did those trees get replaced by flowering cherry trees?”

Trevon lowered his eyes and looked down. The sight was not bad. He said calmly. “Perhaps the owner of this neighborhood district thought that the cherry blossoms looked better, so he changed the peach trees.”

Natalie continued to ask, “Do you know the owner of this district?”

Trevon answered immediately “No, I don’t.”

If Hackett Blackwell were present, he would have said. “You son of a bitch. You are valuing lovers over friends. Who was the one who competed with me with his baby butt exposed to see who could pee further away?”

When Trevon said that, Natalie didn’t doubt him. After all, Athana was so big. It wasn’t possible for him to know “I’ll go to bed first. Remember to lock the door for me when you leave.”

Was she planning to chase him away again? What do you plan to do?”

everyone.

“There’s no need to do anything. I’ll just go to work normally. The snake will emerge eventually.” How could they not come out to hunt when the food was in plain sight?

sleep on the sofa tonight. You don’t have to

the room and closing the door, she was hesitating over whether to lock the door. After thinking about it, she decided to forget it. If she locked the door, it would make her seem petty. Besides,

and got into bed, but she couldn’t fall asleep as she lay there. She tossed and turned on the bed. Ethan White hadn’t regained consciousness. She

eyeballs were moving visibly

Why didn’t this guy make a sound when he walked? Was it because his feet were too big and the surface

Trevon met Natalie’s gaze, he said solemnly, “I was afraid that you wouldn’t be able to sleep, so I want to

Was she Jasper? Did she still need to be soothed

fall asleep in a while. I can’t sleep with you around.” It would be strange if

go to bed early. I’ll be

was wondering why she didn’t hear the door when she was engrossed

open

on the sofa. The sofa was a little

son would hit himself against it? Wasn’t

the next time. His son was not made of jelly. It was normal

leaped across the sofa. He pushed open the master bedroom door. As the sofa

who was still huddled under the blanket. He gently patted her back to soothe her to sleep. When she felt the comforting embrace, the woman in his arms gradually calmed down.

sound of even breathing

needles. Sure enough, ber toughness during the day was just a pretense. She

have to act so strong? Couldn’t she just leave

like this all these years? The more Trevon thought about it,

in the middle of the night”. It would have been better if he hadn’t checked. His heart was in his mouth after he checked. Post-traumatic stress disorder, depression,

for Natalie to be traumatized. She was probably not suffering from depression, let alone mental illness. It seemed that he had to think

felt very sore. She wanted to turn her head, but Trevon’s facial features loomed up before her

moving, Trevon opened his eyes and stared at her in a daze. He

getting hugged by Trevon like this. Just as she reached out to get up, she was pulled back together with the blanket into his embrace and collided with his chest. “Don’t move. Stay here for another five minutes. I’ll get up after asking you a few

to retort that he could ask any question he wanted, but how could she answer if he hugged her like this? After struggling for a while, she could not break free and gave up. “Hurry