Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 334

At the airport in Athana, Frank brought Ava to Grand Manor for a meal. After they finished eating, he drove straight to the airport.

According to the plan, Ava was going to board the plane at half past one. The duration of the flight was about four hours, s0 it was almost dinner time by the time she arrived home.

The bodyguards who secretly tailed after her were already waiting on the plane. Joseph was the one that made this arrangement for her before he left

At the car park of the airport, there was a black off-roader. It had an impressive and imposing appearance. The black exterior of the car glistened in the reflected light, giving off a mysterious and impressive vibe. There was a lot of space in the

off-roader.

Two people who were reluctant to part from each other were sitting inside and holding hands. The girl’s eyes welled up with tears, gradually blurring her vision. Parting was always sad. Rarely did people bid farewell with a smile. Even if they smiled, their hearts were filled with anguish.

This was especially the case for lovers who were deeply in love

Frank sat in the driver’s seat. His heart ached. After a while, he said, “Tll accompany you back.”

Ava shook her head slightly. She was fine. It was just that she could not bear to leave. She was not that insensible. The round. trip of about eight hours was exhausting. There would surely be more farewells in the future. She still had a long period of studies ahead. It would not be practical to send her back every time only to return a

again.

Frank leaned over, unbuckled her seatbelt, and exerted strength to lift her onto his lap. His strength was remarkable, causing Ava to instinctively wrap her arms tightly around his neck.

He shifted the seat backward, as if he was preparing for something. The space in front of the seat instantly became much more spacious. Ava did not feel any sense of crowding at all.

She had a lingering attachment for Frank’s scent, and she did not want to leave for a moment. She buried her entire head in his neck and wrapped her arms tightly around him, refusing to let go. His hands remained still and calm, resting on her waist without any movement.

The next moment. Ava moved backward slightly. She cradled Frank’s face with both hands and looked at it carefully. With one hand, she traced his handsome features. Frank’s eyes looked serious, but he cooperatively stayed still, allowing her to fiddle around.

She traced for a while. Frank then asked, “Can you commit then to memory?”

“Yes,” Ava said. “Eyebrows, eyes, eyelashes, nose, mouth…” She liked these features. They had already been engraved in her mind. How could she not be able to commit them to memory?

Frank looked at the young girl whose eyes were filled with a great sense of reluctance and affection. He could not hold back anymore. He moved one of his hands upward slowly and held the back of her head, gently controlling her head with his broad palin. 1lis other hand firmly held her waist in place.

Two warm lips were engaged in an uninhibited exchange. Their teeth were slowly pried apart. Affectionate feelings wandered between their lips, taking possession of their lips. It was as if they were marking territory with drawn boundaries. Having experienced it once, Ava knew that she needed to breathe and pant. She clumsily responded to Frank’s rhythm. When he received a response, he looked as if he had been injected with stunulants. In the end, he lost control.

His breath left its trace wherever it touched. Even when Ava’s face flushed with great intensity, Frank still could not control himself. He did

manner for once.

with romantic undertones and the overflowing expression of affectionate feelings. It was unknown

Ava’s fragrant neck and panted heavily. His calm and hoarse voice could be heard coming from Ava’s neck. “Baby Ava, what should I do with you?” he

what Frank meant. She

breath. Then, he straightened up. He gently tidied her messy hair with one hand. He was responsible for causing

way into Frank’s heart. Her sweet and soft voice could be heard. “Okay,” she

She opened the app on her

She entered “fishbone braid” into

the screen. Ava scrolled through the screen and chose a simple tutorial. She opened it and placed her phone on a

in the car was dispelled by this topic. Frank did not put Ava back in her seat. She

hands, his hands were not inferior to a girl’s.

Then, he gently untangled her disheveled hair, following the instructions in the video step by step. He displayed good learning abilities. His hands were not clumsy like his feet. Naturally, the braiding

it quite nice. She turned around with an expectant look, seeking permission. “Can I take a photo of us?” she

his permission.

a brand new skill.

lifted, revealing a smile that came from the heart. Frank’s thin lips curled up slightly too. The curvature of their smiles was quite similar. When they entered the same frame, there

them whenever she missed Frank. Click Click Click. She took over a dozen photos. Then, she took a photo album of her fishbone braid. After taking the photos, she smuggled into Frank’s arms and posted them on her social media. She uploaded the photos of her hairstyle that she had just taken. ‘One-of-a-kind boyfriend’s version of

while before getting out of the car. It was already

them were already standing outside the car, facing each other. Frank

showed no signs of having any emotional burden. “It’s okay,” she said casually. “Ill be fine. Goodbye, boyne. Im leaving now.

a blissful smile and reassuring affection. Seeing this, Frank could not bear to let her go. He reached. out and pulled her into his arms

again. The airplane’s fuselage gradually blurred. ‘T’ll miss you like hell, she said.

a message when

Ava replied

plane. He leaned against the black off-roader, pursed his lips without saying a word, and smoked one cigarette after another. He looked up at the plane that soared into the sky. Even though

and quietly looked at the azure sky. The scent left behind by Ava lingered in the

had been living in the Wilson’s residence for a few days. Every day, Trevon would pick her up and drop her off for work. She started to miss her own beloved car a little, but she hesitated to use it at the Wilson’s residence

Theo had been in a great mood. He enjoyed the pleasure of family life every day. He felt like he might have added a few more years to his life, and perhaps he would even live

in the bowl. He said affectionately. ‘Natalie, I’ve helped you identify some wedding dates. One is April 8th, and the other is April 18th. May 1st is also a good option. Choose the one you prefer. I’ll

his head. “I don’t have to do anything today, he thought. “As long as I’m the groom on the wedding day, I’m

arrangement.”

could sense it. People who were emotionally sensitive could keenly perceive changes in their surroundings,