Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 223

It was already midnight

Trevon’s heart was heavy when he left Josephi’s room. The first person he thought of was Natalie. He quickly took out his phone and sent a message to her (Goodnight, my lovel

He did not think that Josephi’s suspicion was groundless. He had the same thought back then. His body stiffened when he thought that the truth might turn out to be exactly what they suspected

Natalie was lying in bed. When she was half-asleep, she felt her phone vibrate. She turned to one side and unlocked her phone. It was a message from Trevon

She scammed the message and typed. [“Have you showered”]

After sending the message, she felt her heart beat a little Lister. Her face was also flushed red.

Shortly after. Trevon replied. [Are you waiting for me? Are you waiting to help me shower?]

Natalie’s grip on the phone tightened Indeed, her earlier message seemed to suggest that she was waiting to help him shower While contemplating how to reply to him, another message from Travon arrived. It’s rather late. I won’t tease you. anymore I’ll keep a tally of what you owe me, and Ill collect next time, with interest |

On the chatbox, she could tell that Trevon was typing another message. Soon, another message was received. [Rest early. Good night. I miss you!

As she read through their playful banter in the chatbox, her heart warmed with affection.

They must be deeply in love with each other. No matter how late it was at rught, he would never fail to send a message to wish her good night,

The computer game between Ana and Frank was still going on. They had already played several rounds.

Ava had lost one round. She wriggled her fingers and turned to Natalie. “Natalie, what are you doing? Why do you look so happy? Did Trevon send you a message?”

Natalie concealed her feelings of joy and changed the subject. “Aren’t you going to sleep? It’s already midnight. Is there already a winner?”

Although Ava had lost, she still felt very happy. Both of them were evenly matched. She rarely met someone whose skills. were on par with her. She beamed. “Not yet. Oh, forget it. I’ll tell Buddy we’ll play again another day.”

As she spoke, she started to text Frank (Buddy. I’m logging off now. Let’s play another day 1

Frank did not reply to Ava’s message. She waited for a while and frowned. “Natalie, does Frank usually not reply to messages?”

Natalie did not know either. After all, she did not have Frank’s contact information. If it was a few hours ago when Hackett. was still around, she could still ask him “I don’t know, but he doesn’t seem to talk much”

She uttered in her heart. “Whenever he opens his mouth, only harsh words can be heard. Who can tolerate such rudeness?”

Natalie got curious. She turned sideways on the bed and supported her head with one hand. “Why did

the computer and placed it on the table. She climbed onto the bed and lay down. With her

started to wonder if

handle. Although he was handsome, he was also aloof and tough-looking. It was obvious that he was

warned Ava, “Ava, don’t mess around with him. He’s not one to

“Is he that difficult to get along with? He seems

reply to your messages

send him messages to ask him some technical questions regarding the game. However, he did

he was very cold.

was the one attacking him throughout the night. In turn, he had launched a counter-attack. Other

provoked even when Ava teased him mercilessly during the game. He merely continued playing after

her hand, pouting. “No. He didn’t reply to a single

any reply from Frank too. She remembered that Sherri tried to flirt with Frank at the cafe. Back then, he told her he liked women who did not

that he only gave his WhatsApp ID to Ava on Trevon’s account. He was not obliged to respond to Ava

was convinced that was how Frank felt. No matter how much Ava teased him, he would not respond to her messages. Perhaps it was true that he

quirky, and competitive. She was especially strong-willed. Indeed, she would not be someone Frank would like. It was a good thing that

was already 40 minutes past 12. She stood up and stroked Ava’s head. “Hurry up and go to sleep. Frank is not someone you can mess with. It’s fine

snorted, “Hmmph, I must make him talk. Don’t you think it’s uncomfortable for him to hold it in and not speak? I’m sure

speechless by that remark.

It was Frank’s personality. Some people were introverted, while others were extroverted.

morning, Ava arrived at the

a high ponytail. She looked like a high school student, innocent and youthful. It was impossible for anyone to harbor inappropriate thoughts about her.. Any ill intentions about

on one side, watching

someone standing near her. Frank had already

she’s good-looking? It feels criminal to even harbor any thoughts about her.”

standing near her. He stood out among the crowd, and she noticed hum immediately. The handsome man

have a neat and simple appearance. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. Perhaps

roguish

Ava was startled by his appearance. The corners of her mouth soon curled up into a coy smile. “Buddy, are you here to pick someone up

standing in front of

say? Can’t you say something more? Won’t you suffocate to death by keeping everything inside? I’ll suffocate to death if I

chatterbox. simply would not keep quiet. She continued to find a topic

eyes were not visible. The sunglasses were very large, covering half

give up. Ava continued to chatter away. She was determined to make Frank talk. “Buddy, are you born under the sign of

Ava. She was talking non-stop, yet Frank seemed to be ignoring her.

face soon wore a sense of defeat. Noticing her crestfallen expression through the lens of

“No.”

got Ava excited. “Buddy, you’re finally talking to me. Your voice sounds nice. You should open

more in the future.”