Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 402

What was sharing a deep emotional connection?

At that moment, Rose and Edward were a perfect example.

After finishing their meal, Rose sat in her consultation room, preparing to rest. It had always been the three of them chatting together after meals in Natalie’s, Sherri’s, or her rooms.

They talked about anything and everything.

However, now that Natalie and Sherri had both been pregnant, they needed to take short naps during lunchtime due to fatigue. As a single person, Rose hadn’t wanted to disturb the two pregnant women, so she had returned to her own room.

She played with her phone in boredom. Recalling her conversation with her brother from the night before and what Sherri had said, she had decided to cut ties and delete Edward’s contact. It was better to end it quickly than to prolong the pain.

It had to be a clean break.

As she opened Edward’s contact, she noticed that the chat log was still on their last conversation.

After that, they had not messaged each other. Just as she was about to block him, she noticed a continuous cycle of “typing” and then stopping at the top corner of the screen.

What was going up?

She couldn’t help but wonder what Edward wanted to do.

For the next hour, it was a cycle of “typing” and then nothing. This situation had driven her to the brink of madness, and she could not help but feel puzzled. Her eyes had darted up and down, and she had become increasingly frustrated.

Rose had never felt so speechless before.

Did Edward have a language barrier?

She had found herself helplessly trying to go along with this odd situation for an hour, nearly driving herself crazy. Finally, she quickly typed into the chat interface, [Bro, just tell me what you’re preparing to say. If you can’t, at least give me a general idea, and I’ll help you organize it.]

It was exhausting for her, as people with direct personalities often tend to be. Whenever they saw something that could be resolved quickly, but others struggled with it, they had the urge to step in and help directly.

Similarly, individuals with obsessive-compulsive tendencies were like this too. If something wasn’t arranged properly or was out of place, they felt an instinctive need to correct it.

As long as the matter was not corrected and handled properly, discomfort would spread throughout their bodies. To put it bluntly, it was an illness.

Edward’s actions made it clear that he was typing a message, but those unaware might have thought his phone had a virus.

Finally, after much effort, Edward managed to send his message in his native language that said, I want to talk to you about something. Are you available now?]

to compose just these simple sentences. If Edward’s language teacher knew about it, they wouldn’t be able to contain their frustration.

brother had spoken to Edward. After all, they were communicating through screens, and he had no way of knowing her emotions. She replied in her usual tone and mood, [Go ahead and tell me. We’re friends, so there’s nothing we

only on the verge of deleting him.

I don’t want to be

to end our friendship? Does your girlfriend care about the

She had been considering deleting him a few minutes ago anyway, but she couldn’t help feeling

puzzlement,

the topic suddenly shifting? Edward was confused after sending the

hint of unhappiness, [Sherri said you have a girlfriend. She also said you had planned

his chair. He was confused after reading Rose’s message. He dialed Sherri’s number directly. But at that

a half-asleep state, sounding neither fully awake nor fully

unmistakable tone that

you tell Rose that I have a girlfriend?” Edward was puzzled. When had he mentioned

didn’t you say it yourself that

in frustration. Now he understood how distorted messages could become when passed through someone who couldn’t relay them properly. “Think carefully. Did I say it like that? Did you

clearer understanding. Edward hung up the phone, leaving a baffled Sherri in her messy office. Wasn’t that what he had said? He had mentioned

with Edward. Time

words and sent a message to Rose, saying, [Sherri was talking nonsense. I don’t have a girlfriend. I just have someone I like and

advice. [If you like her, just pursue her. Don’t be like you were in the past. I don’t mean anything negative, but if you genuinely like someone, you should go for it. If you can’t win her over, at least you won’t regret not trying. But you can’t be a scumbag. You can’t like someone and then chase after someone else.]

words might be harsh, they’re true. You’re not a bad person.

once, she was forever wary of betrayals. Even though Edward’s affections were directed elsewhere, she still felt the need to offer advice. Saving a life carned merit, and she was hoping to accumulate some good karma for herself to ensure she wouldn’t encounter any jerks in

a very kind person. She was helping someone she liked by

good person she

was impressed with herself. How could she be so generous and kind-hearted, given she was planning to delete Edward as a friend

twinge of pain. She propped her feet up on

hear the guided meditation. She purified her mind and began to visualize herself as a tall tree rooted

brain tried its best to conjure this imagery as she immersed herself

her sleep, she couldn’t fall back asleep. She had checked on Natalie and found her still sleeping, so she hadn’t

the door open, Sherri stood still, her eyes widening. “What on earth are

lead to sleep. If Sherri had arrived one minute later, she might have actually fallen asleep. Yawning. Rose rubbed her eyes. “I was meditating. Why

all day and did not seem bothered by anything. “My brother called and woke me up. Why

a delayed period or

with a string of

was at a loss

nonsense was this? She must

girlfriend. No, wait, I think my brother said he has a girlfriend. No, that’s not it. Let me think. My brother’s exact words were a bit

moment’s pause, Sherri tried to recall her previous statement, nodding with certainty. “Yes, that’s right. I’m