Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 273

After returning to Evergreen Gardens.

Natalie prepared dinner. She cooked a few homely dishes. After Trevon finished eating, he told her he needed to go out.

Natalie did not ask him where he was going, she simply said, “Okay.”

After almost two hours. Trevon still had not returned. She was worried. She was alone in the big suite.

Since she was bored, Natalie decided to clean the suite. An hour later, she was covered in sweat all over.

She walked into the master bedroom, took her pajamas from her suitcase, and went to the bathroom to shower.

Half an hour later, a pure white towel hung on her head. Her hair was still wet, and she kept wiping it with one hand. As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, she bumped into Trevon, who was opening the door.

Their eyes met at that moment. Trevon tightened his grip on the documents. His heart skipped a beat, and his composure in the underground parking lot was broken again. He tried his best to control himself, remained calm, and smiled. “Have you

taken a shower?”

Natalie paused for a few seconds and continued to wipe her hair. She glanced at the folder in his hand and asked casually. “What’s this? Why does it look so old?”

Trevon subconsciously moved the documents behind him and kept looking at her. He looked at her with a deep gaze and wanted to hug her. He took a step forward and kissed her forehead with heartache. “I’ll put the company’s documents in the safe first. Wait for me to blow dry your hair.”

Natalie nodded. She believed him without a doubt and replied calmly, “Sure.”

She did not know anything about the company, so there was nothing to ask. Even if she asked, she would not be able to give a response. It was not her area of expertise, to begin with.

After a while, Trevon came out. He came out of the study and went into the bathroom.

After a while, he held a white hairdryer in his hand and pulled her to sit on the sofa. He sat down and let her head rest on his long legs. “If you’re tired, take a nap. I’ll carry you in when you fall asleep.”

Her wet hair instantly soaked his dry pants. His movements were very gentle and familiar. He inserted his fingers into her hair and curled it up slightly. The hot wind from the hairdryer dried the moisture on the ends of her hair bit by bit.

It was very comfortable. Even her cells were relaxing. She finally knew why many liked to visit beauty salons and massage shops. It was indeed quite comfortable and enjoyable.

Natalie closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. Gradually, she got used to his service. Her red lips parted as she spoke, “Is Jasper obedient over there?”

voice broke the silence in the

morning. He only bade them goodbye. It was apparent that Jasper liked the Wilson’s

come back. What a

get up. His fingers fiddled with her hair, arranging it layer by

her eyes, thinking he wanted to chat with her, so

relationship known to the

suspected he was suppressing something. Seeing that she was staring at him in a daze, Trevon thought Natalie was unwilling and quickly changed the topic, “It’s nothing. It was just

not want to make it public; she did not want to be so high-profile. Even if she did not do anything. the title of Mrs. Wilson was enough to attract attention. She wanted to be the woman beside him in a low-profile manner. One would only understand the joys and sorrows of their own life. It was unnecessary to be

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with ill intentions will always be able to twist things to make things worse for

by her hips. Natalie straddled between his legs and faced him. She subconsciously wrapped

saw her reflection. His eyes were deep

His breathing was heavy Natalie felt that he could no

mouth slightly. She panted heavily. A thought immediately

tell Trevon’s gaze and actions were different

his forehead against hers, and expressed

was difficult for both of them to resist. It wasn’t that she didn’t feel anything when she sat on his lap. It was just that it was difficult to ignore. She knew about

and lowered her gaze without looking at him. Her

and the kiss gradually became more intense. Unknowingly, she was brought to

the tree branches outside the window. It swayed unsteadily as if it would fall to the ground in the next second, making people tremble in

for one another. They were passionate in bed under the moonlight and the sky full of stars. The couple had a fire burning

heaven.

to raise her arms. Trevon let go of her. He hugged her and kissed her. The complicated emotions on his

Im so tired. Why do you like the activity so much?”

was on the ceiling. She opened her tired and heavy eyelids and looked up. She

from light to dark. The flowers formed a heart shape, and a number was added on the side. It

she did not see this. The first time she arrived at “Trevon’s place, she did not find it

the man beside her, who had a mischievous smile on his face, her voice extremely

“What is this?”

that it was neither an ordinary flower nor an ordinary decoration. The next second, his explanation made

his lips even if he wanted to. “This is a flower you planted. The color of the flower depends on how loud you shouted just now. A passionate scream will turn the flower in the center red. A soft moan will turn the flowers at the side pale pink. All of them will bloom according to your voice. You are the artist of this

kind and patient in explaining the difference in color as he pointed his long fingers at the flowers on the

Was Trevon trying to make her grateful for broadening

person must

asking and continued his explanation. He leaned close to her reddened ear and said, “120 is the