Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 195

Athana Mall

In a uniquely-branded men’s clothing store, a man held a woman’s hand and carefully chose clothes. The woman would ask the man’s opinion from time to time, but the man shook his head.

From afar, they really looked like a loving couple, like a wife choosing clothes for her husband. It was very warm and blissful

However, the beautiful scene only lasted a few minutes.

After choosing several clothes in a row and being mercilessly rejected, the woman lost her patience and said with a helpless expression, I already said that I don’t know how to choose. I’ve never bought clothes for boys. You don’t like the color 1 chose Choose it yourself. I’ll pay.”

She had never bought clothes for men, so how would she know how to choose? Her aunt and Ava bought her clothes. She had just learned how to match females’ clothes, so how could she know how to match males? It was really difficult for her. When the man heard that she had never bought clothes for a boy, he automatically understood that he was the first. His mood improved, and he smiled. “Choose the clothes that match yours.”

The clothes she had just chosen were a little too old. They did not look youthful and energetic. They did not match her clothes, making him look much older.

It made him feel like an old man dating a young woman.

On the other hand, the woman was dressed very youthfully today. She wore denim wide-legged pants, a black knitted sweater, and a white suit. Even her hair was tied up so beautifully. However, he did not recognize the color of her hair. He remembered that it was still black two years ago. She had even changed her hair color after going abroad.

If a woman had dressed up like this two years ago, would he have noticed his feelings for her? At that time, she dressed very casually every day, and he did not think he would like such a woman.

She was too ordinary. Trevon was puzzled that his grandfather liked her very much.

His thoughts drifted. His gaze on her looked lost. “Natalie.”

The woman had light makeup on. Her eyebrows were like a painting, and her skin was as fair as snow. She looked at Trevon with her bright eyes. “Yes?”

Trevon wanted to say she was too good-looking and young to be compatible with him. But in the end, he changed his words. “It’s fine. Help me choose some casual young ones.”

Natalie understood that he didn’t want what she had chosen just now because he felt those clothes looked old.

She smiled sheepishly. “Although the age gap between us is a little big, you don’t have to feel inferior.”

Trevon felt she had stabbed his weakest spot. He gritted his teeth and asked, “Are you saying I’m old?” Haven’t you slept with me to know if my age had affected my appearance and health?

Natalie held back her laughter and shrugged her shoulders as if she could do nothing. “It’s a fact that you’re older than me. I can’t change that. But if you wear black like a ninja every day, you’ll look more mature. You can try changing your color occasionally.” She didn’t say that he was older but changed her words to mature.

Trevon pinched Natalie’s soft face dotingly and pretended to be fierce. “One day, you’ll think I’m very young. Just you wait.” Why did she have a feeling what he meant was something that didn’t seem to be that pure and would be pretty bashful? Indeed, after staying with this man for too long, her thoughts gradually became like his.

A roguish voice interrupted her thoughts. “Oh, what a coincidence. Mr. Wilson. You’re shopping too? This is rare.”

It took Hackett a minute to digest the fact that Trevon was shopping. Before he came in, he took a photo of Trevon and sent it to Frank with the caption, “This is something big! It’s surprising! Mr. Wilson is shopping.”

Trevon didn’t need to turn around to know who the voice belonged to. If it wasn’t Hackett, who else could it be? Hackett sounded like he was asking for a beating. So, Trevon didn’t want to talk to him at all.

When Natalie saw it was Hackett and Sherri, a trace of surprise flashed across her eyes. What a coincidence. They had never told each other they were coming. It was really fate that they could shop in the same place,

Seeing that it was her best friend, Sherri quickly pulled her hand out of Hackett’s hand and ran to her best friend. She held her wrist intimately. “Are you accompanying Mr. Wilson to buy clothes?”

Natalie nodded and tilted her head to ask Sherri, “What about you? Have you forgiven your man, or are you here to spend his money?”

Sherri ran her fingers through the hair on her shoulders and said excitedly. “Well. That man insists that I help him spend his money. He said his bank account is getting full. I’m so kind. How can I stand by and do nothing?”

Chapter 195

Natalie burst out laughing. That was a way to appease Sherri Mr. Blackwell really knew how to beat around the bush. Most importantly, Sherri liked this because she liked branded bags and clothes

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of the fitting room with his hands in his pockets. His tone was calm and kind. “I don’t like it but

said respectfully, “Sar. please come and try on

or noble. The men were dressed in branded clothes, and so were the women, especially the woman in the surt. Her attire was custom-made and didn’t seem to be from Athara Mall After being a salesperson for

Sherri chose into the fitting room. He did not have the slightest desire to wear them. Could he not wear them? It seemed that he could not. It

So be it. At most, he would hide it in the cabinet

just right. The white sweater on the man made him look like a teenager. He was indeed much younger. Clothes really

contrast to his

asked tentatively. “Do you know how to wear this?” In her impression, this man

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