Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Although the rain wasn’t heavy, it fell lightly on her, giving her a slight

chill.

On the busy street, people hurriedly walked by, some without umbrellas, running quickly in the rain, perhaps trying to avoid the impending downpour. The traffic jam was very common in Athana, and the drizzle only made it worse.

Fortunately, her vehicle wasn’t a four-wheeler and could move through. the streets and alleys.

Looking up, Natalie saw dark clouds dominating another corner of the sky. Trying to escape the rain, she darted in and out of the gaps between. cars, like a running rabbit. The flow of vehicles somewhat limited her speed.

“Mr. Wilson, it’s Mrs. Wilson,” said Jim. Trevon finished work early this evening. Frank and Hackett had come to look for him this afternoon, so he had no intention of going out again.

Jim, with sharp eyesight, immediately noticed the motorbike weaving through the traffic. The license plate was still fresh in his memory.

Trevon paused from flipping through the files, raised his gaze toward the window, and saw the woman riding on a motorbike continuously darting between the vehicles, her movements agile. It was clear that she was always like this.

However, seeing her getting wet in the rain without a raincoat furrowed Trevon’s brow. He lightly parted his lips and instructed Jim, “Go and buy a better raincoat for her tomorrow and tell her it was you who bought it.”

Trevon’s words shocked Jim, who couldn’t help but observe Trevon’s expression through the rearview mirror.

Jim saw an expressionless face, as if it was just a random remark.

“Did I misunderstand it?” Jim wondered. “Is Mr. Wilson starting to fall for Mrs. Wilson?”

However, Jim had confidence in Natalie. He believed that she would definitely be able to make Trevon fall in love with her, without a doubt.

Thinking about it, Jim felt extremely happy. After all, once he saw how

Chapter 23

pursue his wife, he could quietly make money by sharing those happy moments he had seen

Adare Manor, and Jim

lifted his dim and unclear gaze, looking toward the bright and spacious living room of the villa.

Trevon, was

disdainful look. “Go buy a raincoat

believe what he had heard.

raincoat? What were you doing just now? It’s not going to rain. tomorrow.

other choice. Under the pressure of his boss, he had to start the engine again.

the fridge for food,

nothing

eggs.

after cooking, she would be covered in oil fumes and have to take a shower again. Therefore, she decided to eat first and then shower.

eat or not to eat? That was the question. Natalie remembered the next night after getting married, she was eating durian, and Trevon handed her a premarital agreement with a disgusted expression on

be back so early, Natalie thought. “It’s

between starving to death and being scolded, Natalie decided to stick to her principle

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making up her mind, she decisively took out the durian.

the durian was opened. Before long, a plate of incredibly pungent durian flesh was ready.

amazing. I haven’t had it for a long time. It’s all because of

there was a click. Her hand holding the spoon froze, and she felt a sense of unease. Doing something secretly always made her feel lacking in confidence. “Oh no,” she murmured, “I have just started eating!

spray

her meal, so that the smell would dissipate. by the time Trevon came back in

furrow. He covered his mouth with one hand. He

“The fridge

open all the windows, leaving the door open as well. After completing all. these, he stood in front of her and condescendingly said, “Don’t eat that kind of stuff at home next time. Don’t

speechless. “Dung hole?” she asked inwardly. “Dung hole my ass. You’re the one standing in a dung hole! Why didn’t you just

saw the dissatisfaction in her eyes

do it!” said Natalie before thinking, “Next time, I’ll find the smelliest thing

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