Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 32

The thunderstorm, the wind, and the rain suddenly arrived. Big raindrops landed on the window, making a crackling sound. It was especially clear in the quiet morning.

The trees in the villa area swayed in the wind. The rain was very heavy, and the sky seemed to have been pierced with a hole. The rain had no intention of stopping.

Natalie had slept too early last night and woke up at 4:30 am. It seemed like she could not ride to the hospital today.

It was impossible to hail a cab in this heavy rain.

Natalie, who prioritized breakfast, didn’t think too much about hailing a cab. She got out of bed, walked into the bathroom to wash up, and went downstairs to make breakfast.

Natalie had slept early last night and had not eaten supper. She was woken up by hunger. She planned to make a steak, a sandwich, and a cup of coffee.

Trevon had been in the army for a long time and was very sensitive. He woke up the moment Natalie went downstairs. He pulled open the curtains and took a look. The rain outside the window was pouring. He could not help but frown.

Trevon didn’t like rainy days. Not only did he need to hold an umbrella, but the roads were also especially congested.

Trevon basically didn’t drive on rainy days.

Just as Natalie was seriously cooking the delicacies and smelling the smell overflowing from the frying pan, the man’s low and hoarse voice sounded, “Fry one for me too. I’d like it medium.”

The sudden voice startled Natalie. “Oh my god!” She even threw the spatula on the ground.

However, Trevon leaned against the door frame calmly. “When did become so timid? Haven’t you always been quite bold?”

you

Fighting and winning a man was not a problem. The scene of Natalie hitting someone that day was still vivid in Trevon’s mind. Natalie was quick and ruthless. She still broke the opponent’s bones even when the

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opponent had already fallen to the ground.

It was impossible to tell how Natalie was timid. Why was she so afraid that even the shovel fell to the ground?

Natalie glared at Trevon angrily. “Try making a sound suddenly again.”

Trevon walked without making any sound, yet he blamed Natalie for being timid. Trevon was such a madman.

“Alright, I was wrong. I’m sorry.”

Natalie suddenly turned her head around and sized Trevon up from head to toe. Was this person crazy? He actually apologized?

Was Trevon alright?

After they returned from the Wilson’s residence yesterday, their relationship seemed to have changed, but at the same time, nothing seemed to have changed.

Looking at Natalie’s incredulous expression, Trevon was displeased. “Natalie, are you being cheap and can’t stand others treating you well, or do you have a special fetish that likes people to scold you?”

You like it when people scold

her guard and mask on. This should be the real. Natalie. She could not suffer any losses.

quite cute. She was relentless and wouldn’t let it go. Besides,

After being scolded by

while, two sets of breakfast were

slowly. The steak was fried very

said hoarsely, “Have you studied culinary training before?”

proud. “Mr. Wilson, you

“It’s alright”

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thought her

them when I was 10 years old. As for cooking desserts, I learned them

get involved in everything.” Trevon

seemed like a casual

about his ridicule. This was the mouth of Trevon.

was difficult to hear good things from

However, later on, I realized that I felt a sense of accomplishment. after every dish was cooked, so I slowly fell in love with cooking.” The process was

process.

said that every time she delivered a child, the pregnant women would be in

would still have two or three children and completely forget the pain when they gave

about your hands covered with. blisters from the oil. Your grandpa didn’t treat you

didn’t want to teach me to be a useless. person who can’t do anything.” Natalie’s eyes were filled with sadness, and her hand that was

not treat her well? Other than her mother and grandfather, no one else

“Let’s eat.”

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seemed to

up. “How did

she knew how to do it. Instead of answering, Natalie asked, “What

and only said simply,

was beating that person up, she was at least at the 9th level in

arts.

Trevon wanted to try it himself.

was an order, not a

wanted to say that she was at work at that

up. Hurry up. Aren’t you afraid of being late? The traffic is very

and asked vaguely with her

want to or not?”

“No charge, right?”

don’t want to, you

on chatting. She quickly took her

Natalie off?

lips curled into