Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 232

When Natalie woke up again, it was already 9:30 pm

Trevon had already left the bed.

She subseotsa rously reached out to touch the place beside her. The bed sheet was no longer warm. Trevon should have been up for a long time

Not only was Trevon gone, even Jasper was gone.

If not for the marks on her body reminding her of what happened last night, she would most likely think that this dream

Memories of last night flooded her mind Every action Trevon and every sentence he said seemed to be playing in front of her eyes. Her ears felt slightly hot. She was a little nervous. Last night, at the last moment, she remembered Trevon saying that she would save it for Evergreen Gardens.

Was there anything special about Evergreen Gardens?

While she was lost in her thoughts, she had been staring blankly at a certain point in the curtains. She was in a daze.

Trevon had already stood by the bed and looked at her for a long time, but she did not notice him. He strode to the bed and sat down. He smiled and asked, “What are you thinking about so early in the morning, huh?”

The slight shaking of the bed made her retract her thoughts. She turned her head lazily to look at the man who was looking down at her from the side of the bed and asked, “What time did you wake up?

Seeing that she had come back to her senses, he slowly leaned forward and used his left hand to push the hair on her cheek to the sides. “Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Do you still want to eat the diet macaroni cake?”

She shook her head and continued to ask, “You haven’t answered my question.”

Trevon smirked. “I got up when you fell asleep. Our son needs to get up to pee.”

So he got up to take their son to the toilet.

“Okay, then help me call the front desk and prepare a little salty breakfast for me”

Then, she immediately added. “What did Jasper cat?”

Trevon kissed the corner of her lips gently. He touched her lips with his fingers and chuckled as he stood up. “Chicken porridge.”

Natalie said. “I thought you made him eat bone porridge again?”

Trevon stood by the bed with a smile. “Tm his biological father, not stepfather.”

Natalie nodded in agreement. It was unknown if she agreed with his words or his actions.

to leave. “Ill

“You can just call. I don’t care what to eat. There’s

a woman met a

what Natalie

Trevon saw the marks he left on her neck yesterday, he was a little turned on. His Adam’s apple rolled. He turned his gaze and said in a deep voice, “It’s okay.

Calm down?

exposed to the air. She was embarrassed for a few seconds. Trevon was too lacking in self-control.

covered by

breakfast. Coincidentally, Natalie had just finished washing up and was about to walk out of the room, so she bumped into

early in the morning, but you want to hug me

gentle nudge and glanced toward the living room. “Don’t fuss. Our son is here.”

go immediately after saying this, but he did not. Instead, he restrained her even more tightly. “He’s still a little boy. He knows nothing. He still

tricks”

that their son was really pitiful and could not bear to remind him. “Hey, your son is not even two years old. Please treat him as

a genius? However, she was also speechless when he

joy and affection in his eyes. “1

that she had not eaten for a long time. Her expression froze there. She looked up and asked curiously. “You went to line

wouldn’t be sandwiches sold in Grand Manor. This kind of sandwich could only be bought from stalls. Natalie would go buy a sandwich and coffee on roadside stalls. That was her

the door frame with a smile. “Hurry up and

as a chef in Grand Manor is really difficult. They must be able to make everything. Why do you know that I like to

He simply said. “Ive seen it before. The capable survive. Only those with perfect skills can be a chef of Grand Manor. Do you think everyone can

his words. If one wanted to survive in this society, they

ordinary a person was, the more things they had to know. The more skills they had, the easier it was for them to survive in the world.

It tasted good and authentic. She took another sip of coffee. She felt really good. Trevon leaned against the door frame and

gaze and looked at her son. “You can’t eat this. Don’t

a little displeased. His father made

the man who was still sitting there leisurely. “Your son is protesting to you that you

at your teeth. You still haven’t got all your teeth. What else do

in her arms, and looked up again to say seriously. “Children are like this. They have the desire to explore and

I want to try again. Remember

suspected that he was referring to

that she was serious, Trevon touched his nose and smiled. “Yes, I won’t let him eat

write. How old is he?

serious that Trevon was at a loss for a moment. He walked over and took

It was nothing

stages of Jasper and give him happiness, but she wanted to give him a happy childhood