Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chatper 402

Chapter 402

What was sharing a deep emotional connection?

At that moment, Rose and Edward were a perfect example.

After finishing their meal, Rose sat in her consultation room, preparing to rest. It had always been the three of them chatting together after meals in Natalie’s, Sherri’s, or her rooms.

They talked about anything and everything.

However, now that Natalie and Sherri had both been pregnant, they needed to take short naps during lunchtime due to fatigue. As a single person, Rose hadn’t wanted to disturb the two pregnant women, so she had returned to her own room.

She played with her phone in boredom. Recalling her conversation with her brother from the night before and what Sherri had said, she had decided to cut ties and delete Edward’s contact. It was better to end it quickly than to prolong the pain.

It had to be a clean break.

As she opened Edward’s contact, she noticed that the chat log was still on their last conversation.

After that, they had not messaged each other. Just as she was about to block him, she noticed a continuous cycle of “typing” and then stopping at the top corner of the screen.

What was going up?

She couldn’t help but wonder what Edward wanted to do.

For the next hour, it was a cycle of “typing” and then nothing. This situation had driven her to the brink of madness, and she could not help but feel puzzled. Her eyes had darted up and down, and she had become increasingly frustrated.

Rose had never felt so speechless before.

Did Edward have a language barrier?

She had found herself helplessly trying to go along with this odd situation for an hour, nearly driving herself crazy. Finally, she quickly typed into the chat interface, [Bro, just tell me what you’re preparing to say. If you can’t, at least give me a general idea, and I’ll help you organize it.]

It was exhausting for her, as people with direct personalities often tend to be. Whenever they saw something that could be resolved quickly, but others struggled with it, they had the urge to step in and help directly.

Similarly, individuals with obsessive-compulsive tendencies were like this too. If something wasn’t arranged properly or was out of place, they felt an instinctive need to correct it.

As long as the matter was not corrected and handled properly, discomfort would spread throughout their bodies. To put it bluntly, it was an illness.

Edward’s actions made it clear that he was typing a message, but those unaware might have thought his phone had a virus.

Finally, after much effort, Edward managed to send his message in his native language that said, I want to talk to you about something. Are you available now?]

Rose couldn’t help but wonder what took him so long to compose just these simple sentences. If Edward’s language teacher knew about it, they wouldn’t be able to contain their frustration.

spoken to Edward. After all, they were communicating through screens, and he had no way of knowing her

only on the verge

straightforwardly. I don’t want to be friends

Does your girlfriend care about the existence of a

be it. She had been considering deleting him a few

replied in puzzlement, [What girlfriend?]

topic suddenly shifting? Edward was

a hint of unhappiness, [Sherri said you have a girlfriend. She also said you had planned to pursue that girl. It’s been a long time since then. So, you’re dating her

Rose’s message. He dialed Sherri’s number directly. But at that moment, Sherri was sound

with closed eyes, still in a half-asleep state, sounding

unmistakable tone that said.

a girlfriend?” Edward was puzzled. When had he mentioned having a girlfriend?

replied, “Yeah, didn’t you say it yourself that night?”

his temples in frustration. Now he understood how distorted messages could become when passed through someone who couldn’t relay them properly. “Think carefully. Did I say

understanding. Edward hung up the phone, leaving a baffled Sherri in her messy office. Wasn’t that what he had said? He had mentioned having someone he liked and wanted to pursue. Didn’t that automatically

wrong. Something must be wrong with Edward. Time to go back to sleep. After all, she was pregnant.

just have someone I like and want to pursue. I haven’t pursued her yet, and I don’t even know

naive advice. [If you like her, just pursue her. Don’t be like you were in the past. I don’t mean anything negative, but if you genuinely like someone, you should go for it. If you can’t win her over, at least

with her advice, [Although my words might be harsh, they’re true. You’re not a bad person. I

advice. Saving a life carned merit, and she was hoping to accumulate some good karma for herself to ensure she wouldn’t encounter any

kind person. She was helping someone she liked by providing guidance and thoughtful reminders not to act

a good person she

and kind-hearted, given she was planning to delete Edward as

expect him to reply, but she still felt a strange twinge of pain.

began to visualize herself as a tall tree rooted in

this imagery as

her brother that disturbed her sleep, she couldn’t fall back asleep. She had checked on Natalie and found her still sleeping, so she hadn’t gone in

the door open, Sherri stood still, her eyes widening. “What on earth are you

of drifting off. While meditation was beneficial, it could also lead to sleep. If Sherri had arrived one minute

and did not seem bothered by anything. “My brother called and woke me up. Why are you meditating? Got some troubles bothering you?”

just grown-up stuff. Like a delayed

rambled with a

at a

nonsense was this? She

my brother said he has a girlfriend. No, that’s not it. Let me think.

pause, Sherri tried to recall her previous statement, nodding with certainty. “Yes, that’s right. I’m pretty sure

the girl

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