Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 339

In Trevon’s room on the second floor of the Wilson’s residence, Natalie studied her grandfather’s diary and flipped through it after taking a shower.

Jasper was taken away by Rachel again. There were only two of them in the room.

Trevon came out of the bathroom. He was half-naked and had a white towel wrapped around his lower body. There were still water droplets on his chest that had yet to be dried. They slowly spread to the towel around his waist. It was sexy and bewitching. The moment Natalie looked up, she saw the man’s seductive figure.

Swallowing her saliva, she wouldn’t let the beauty disturb her and immediately diverted her gaze. She raised the diary in her hand and said to Trevon, “What kind of password do you think it will be? I don’t know what number Grandpa might like. It should be a password to memorize something, but it’s not my birthday or Grandpa’s birthday. I don’t want to destroy it.”

She said a series of concerns and frustrations. She curled her legs and rested her chin on one hand as she thought.

“If you can’t open it, then don’t. Anyway, the book is in your hands. Think of a few more passwords and you’ll be able to open it. There’s no hurry. Trevon comforted.

When Natalie heard this, she was stunned for a moment before quickly returning to normal. “Yes, you’re right. It’s not like Ill lose it anyway. I’ll be able to open it sooner or later. If I really can’t open it. I’ll have to pick the lock. At the moment, I don’t want to destroy anything Grandpa left behind.”

Trevon was actually not very emotional today. He only said calmly. “You’d better hurry up and sleep. When I come back from the study, if you’re still awake, you know what will happen.”

His words were full of threats. Natalie naturally understood what this threat meant. She rolled her eyes at the man who was standing lazily. Trevon Wilson, be a human.”

After having sex, he really let himself go.

Although she said that, she immediately lay down and pulled the blanket over her, preparing to sleep.

She looked like she was trying to reduce her presence. It was really funny.

When Trevon came back from the study, he looked at the diary on the bedside table. His eyes were dark and bottomless.

Looking at the woman sleeping quietly on the bed, he had mixed feelings.

This woman had actually forgotten that he was an expert at picking locks. Didn’t he pick the lock of the balcony when he climbed the wall back then? She actually didn’t remember at all. He didn’t know if she would remember tomorrow. He had a feeling that he wouldn’t be able to hide it for long.

He would hide it for as long as he could. He would talk about it when he really couldn’t hide it anymore.

and gently closed the door before walking towards the

bullied, isolated, and mocked since she was young, she was especially sensitive to gazes and words. As long as it was something she cared about, she would observe it in

at all, then she wouldn’t

the diary from time to time. There was an imperceptible emotion hidden in his eyes. She could tell, but she did not

password. However, he could clearly pick the lock, but he actually let her try it slowly.

together for so long, his behavior at night

As expected…

had already been confirmed. She needed to have an open discussion with Trevon tomorrow. Whether it was good or bad, she could accept it. She had accepted her mother’s death, her grandparents” death,

It should be Barron’s introverted thought. “I have never done anything wrong to anyone before today. After today, I made a mistake. I made a mistake that would haunt me in my nightmares. What a huge mistake.

diary. It only recorded the old man’s daily account of the wrongdoings he had

guilty. I knew I was wrong. All I could do was

nurture her well

all because of my mistake I didn’t have heart to be firm and showed favoritism

as the came back. She didn’t want me to know, so I

updated every day. Instead, whenever something happened to Natalie Barron would secretly were a few words. There was no long speech. It was just a few words. Not only did it record the good and bad things that

Barron had nurtured Natalie Every time he saw Natalie improve. Barron felt relieved and guilty. Originally, she did not need to hide in the dark and let herself be

end of the diary was Barron’s final words. It was written on the morning of his death two years ago. Tve done the three most evil things in my life. Giving birth to this beast is the thing I regret the most in my life. Hiding the crime for hum is the worst thing I’ve ever done and is the

the diary, it was already about four in the morning. He panched the space between hus eyebrows in regret and felt a slight headache.

had listened to his grandfather and hadn’t

line of

for a while, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. His darkened again and again. He exhaled and reached out to close the diary. He covered it heavily with one hand want to open it anymore,

once again locked by a simple password lock

bedroom

afraid that he would not be

for an hour, he got up tiredly. He glanced at the diary on the table clenched his fists, parked it up, and strode towards the

bedroom. Natalie was already asleep. She was sleeping very quietly. He stood at the door and looked at the person on the bed.

back in its original position. He lifted the blanker and lay down gently Out of habit. he hugged Natalie’s waist and pulled her into his arms