Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 146

Chapter 146

Having just finished her shower, Natalie prepared to slip into the cozy comfort of her bed and won the her son ter sleep. As she settled under the covers, her phone chimed with a message. Without a doubt, it wors from that man. “Sorry, can you retune me from your blocklist?

She swiftly dismissed the message, paying it no mind, and lifted the covers to snuggle in Tenderly, the tidied up her soHIS bedding. “Jasper, it’s 8.00 PM. for us to turn in. Little ones must be fast asleep before 220 PM Close your little peepers

now.”

The little one blinked his innocent eyes, filled with anticipation. “Mommy, Auntie Ava. Unele Joseph ?

Upon hearing his words, the little one yearned for his Auntie Ava and Uncle Joseph Natalie playfully pinched his tiny noe and leaned down to give him an affectionate nudge. “You miss them, huh? Well, we’ll have to wait a little longer. Auntie Aora and Uncle Joseph will be here next month. When they arrive, Mommy will take some time off so we can all go out and have

a blast. How does that sound?”

The little one beamed with delight, his face radiating pure innocence. “Sounds awesome” And with that, he obediently closed his eyes.

Natalie leaned down once again, planting a tender kiss on Jasper’s forehead “Sleep tight. Mommy’s right here to watch over you.”

The early spring sunlight bathed everything in its gentle warmth the following morning, accompanied by a playful breeze that tickled the skin.

This kind of weather was made for riding a motorbike, and the thought alone excited Natalie. She made her way to the garage, fastened her helmet securely, inserted the keand y into the ignition. The engine roared to life, and the exhilarating, sound sent a surge of energy through her. With her long legs grounded, she started the bike and expertly positioned her legs on each side. As she accelerated, she couldn’t help but notice the envious glances the attracted from onlookers.

Just as Natalie set off, a sleek black Maybach followed closely. He had sent her a message the night before, but the had yet to dismiss it, not expecting any response. She had refrained from blocking his new number, a gesture of tolerance.

and couldn’t help but admire the sight of Mrs. Wilson on her motorbike. He grinned and complimented, “Mr. Wilson, don’t you think Mrs.

just like an exquisite couple. Yes, the uncertainty lingered as Mr. Wilson contemplated how long he would wait. His slow and cautious approach to wooing Natalie seemed akin to a snail’s pace, unlike the proactive nature of Mr. Blackwell. Although Mr. Blackwell’s methods carried risks, he had at least made a

Trevon’s thoughts conjured an alluring vision of himself and Natalie riding motorbikes together. The image appeared enchanting

Trevon said, “Prepare a dress suitable for someone around 5.9 feet tall. It should be long, reaching the floor with a daring high

had misheard. He quickly regained control of the car, causing Trevon to be jostled slightly. A somber expression settled on

sentence, the expression on his face went from anticipation to a mix of confusion and

face grew even more grim. “Enough with the useless chatter. I told you to prepare, so get it done. And buy

silent. Was Mr. Wilson considering transforming into a woman to

unbelievable.

the wheel, lost in inappropriate thoughts, Trevon interjected abruptly. “Stop indulging in those

if given the opporturaty Is Mr. Wilson planning to dress in

walked into the office and immediately noticed a compicuous bouquet of fiery red roses adorning her desk. It commanded attention, its size hinting at a generous amount of at

bag, she reached for the bouquet, curiouty piqued by the early morning surprise. Her delicate hand grasped the card, finding its contents a tad cliché “Spring has arrived. Love is bloworning I offer this bouquet of roses to express my heartfelt affection. Waste no time, my fondness for you.

momentarily, a hint of smugness tugging at her expression. She

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developed a liking for her. Good choice, she thought

pulled out her phone and snapped a photo of the bouquet with the card, swiftly sending it to her

her phone screen light up on the table and took her time finishing her outfit before picking it up. As she read the message, a wave of discomfort washed over her. “That’s quite

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