Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

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.

quiet, but the living room was brightly lit. His parents were no longer sitting on

mood was heavy as he glanced at the second-floor location. He lowered his head to change his shoes, then headed upstairs. His hands were in his pockets,

as he was about to head to his room, Rose opened the door. Her brother had been ignoring her, and she couldn’t sleep. He had never

cut at the corner of her brother’s mouth, Rose was momentarily speechless and unable

halted in his tracks and glanced at Rose. He could not stay mad at her. What could she have done wrong? As Trevon had

could have been a split

been a single point in

have been her one gesture that captured his heart. Sometimes, even he couldn’t distinguish

aside, making room for him to enter. She lowered her head, resembling a student who

his sister, who had her head bowed

brother’s mouth and fetched the medical kit, placing it on the bed and opening it. She took out

a while, he spoke up. ‘Do

was referring to

cotton swab hesitated 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

sister suddenly became docile. Frank

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

She thought Frank had gone to fight Edward and wanted to ask but didn’t dare. In the end, she chose not

the bed behind him, leaned back, and turned his head to look at his unusually quiet sister. “So, your recent meditation revealed that you’ve developed feelings for Edward. You’re

unable to hide the

phase, a sudden whim. He

straightforward. He needed to understand.

her sister stay silent and tears trickling down from her eyes, wetting her pajama pants, Frank sat up straight. He reached out, pulling her shoulder into his embrace and gently patting it. “Why are you crying? Even if the

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

you would’ve handed her tissues long ago. I cried for so long, and you didn’t even offer me a tissue. You’re such a double standard guy.”

content.

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

planning on causing a

William spent a lot to build it.

a bit more? Don’t start crying

to be completely honest and not hide anything”

straightened her posture, adopting

Frank’s expression turned cold as he delved into the topic. He had no idea

his sister had kept him

help but feel exasperated. His temples throbbed, and

get to the point. Stop counting

honest, afraid of making a mistake in counting. She continued to fold her fingers, recounting one and then another. “Actually, it’s not that many times. One time was when we had pizza 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