Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 400

Chapter 400

Trevon sat on the bed with a smile on his face. He hadn’t expected Natalie to figure it out so quickly. He had thought she was clever before, but now he was even more impressed.

Her confident tone indicated that she had pretty much guessed everything. He quickly apologized, “Honey, I was wrong. I was just worried about you being pregnant. There won’t be any issues between me and Frank. A fight will resolve everything

When handling issues, men would not play guessing games as women did. They would also not be petty and fall out with each other. It was resolved through fighting, whether it was with Frank or Hackett.

There was hardly anything that could not be resolved through a fight. If it could not be resolved, it was probably not even worth fighting over.

Natalie deliberately pressed a cotton swab against the injured comer of Trevon’s mouth, causing him to wince in pain. Still, he maintained a smile and said, “Are you trying to murder your husband?”

After Natalie had tended to his wound and packed away the medical kit, she said, “I haven’t planned on being a widow. You’ll do just fine. Even if I look elsewhere, I might not find anyone better than you.”

Trevon knew she was being playful. “I just love it when you praise me. Say more nice things.”

“I don’t feel like arguing with you. Did Rose tell Frank?”

Natalie didn’t want to continue such a meaningless conversation.

Standing between his legs, she leaned against his waist as he held her. He glanced at her belly, then looked up at her. “Rose probably told Frank, but he might need some time to process it.”

Natalie didn’t question why Rose hadn’t told them. She understood that even the closest relationships have their secrets. They could not share everything. For example, Natalie didn’t want to bring up their family matters.

Even the closest people should have a quiet secret space.

Sometimes, not asking was a form of politeness.

Meanwhile, at the Roberts family villa.

Inside the yard, Frank had arrived half an hour earlier, but he hadn’t gone upstairs. He sat in the car, smoking one cigarette after another.

His face clouded with a deep frown and restlessness. Trevon had a point. Rose was 26 years old, and it was not easy to fall in love with someone. One could confine a person but not their heart.

Even though Rose wasn’t allowed to interact with Edward, what could they do if Rose wasn’t happy? She had already been hurt once in matters of the heart. It was taboo for the entire family.

Frank lost count of how many cigarettes he had smoked. The pack was empty. He couldn’t be bothered to open the new one. Then, he rubbed his tired eyes, opened the car door, and stepped out.

He gently closed the door.

room was brightly lit. His

second-floor location. He lowered his head to change his shoes,

opened the door. Her brother had been ignoring her, and she couldn’t sleep. He had

at the corner of her brother’s mouth, Rose

she have done wrong? As Trevon had said, matters of the heart

have been a split

a single

captured his heart. Sometimes, even he couldn’t distinguish the

She lowered her head, resembling a student who had made a mistake, waiting for a teacher’s

had her head bowed

kit, placing it on the bed and opening it. She took out some medicine and helped

After a while, he spoke up. ‘Do you really

was referring to

and pressed a little too hard accidentally, causing Frank to furrow his brow. Still, he didn’t say anything. When he met Rose’s misty eyes, his heart softened and ached. “Don’t cry. It’s just a cut, not a major injury. Hold your

unruly younger sister suddenly became docile. Frank couldn’t explain the

his wound, Frank didn’t intend to leave. He fell silent for a moment. Then, he said to his sister, who had put away the medical kit, “Stay

and wanted to ask but didn’t dare. In the end, she chose not to ask and cautiously took a

to look at his unusually quiet sister. “So, your recent meditation revealed that you’ve developed feelings for Edward. You’re trying to forget this emotion, to let it die and mourn

to hide

Frank felt a pang of guilt. Rose had been meditating for a long time recently, and he hadn’t investigated why. He thought it was just a phase, a sudden whim. He was perplexed by her unusual thoughts during their ride together these past

question was straightforward. He needed

her shoulder into his embrace and gently

tears soaked into Frank’s chest. He used his other hand to rub his temple.

out a tissue from the bedside table, and wiped her tears while sniffling. She scolded Frank, “You’re being biased. If Ava cried, you

tissues. Be content. Baby Ava

his sister. As he said this, he even shifted his butt slightly, retrieving

Rose mumbled, “I’m not planning on causing a flood or breaking a

our home either. Grace and William spent a lot to build it. I’ll control

bit more? Don’t start crying again

ask. I promise to be completely honest and

adopting the appropriate

interacted with him?” Frank’s expression turned cold as he delved into the topic. He had no idea

had kept him in the

but feel

he said. “Just get to the point. Stop counting with your fingers”

together before. Another time was when I came back from Sapphire City, and 1 met him when I got off work. He wasn’t feeling well, so I escorted him home. Then there was a time at the

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