Turning Of The Tide

Chapter 522

After Joseph entered the elevator carrying Christina, Benjamin finally looked up and exclaimed, “Oh my, Mr. Turner is quite daring. He got the sister-in-law drunk and took her down directly.”

Ethan stepped into the room and began to retrieve his suitcase. “Keep it down. It’s snowing outside,” he kindly reminded Benjamin.

Benjamin hushed as expected and proceeded to get the luggage. “The sister-in-law has quite a lot of things. She has so many boxes alone.”

Ethan thought there would be even more in the upcoming days.

Joseph brought Christina to his suite. He stood in the master bedroom and asked for Christina’s preference. “Which room would you like to sleep in?”

Christina raised her head and looked around, wrapped in the blanket like a silkworm baby. “Sleep separately?”

“Ms. Yamin, you’re overthinking. Remember what I said? The master bedroom. The bed in the master bedroom is big. Don’t you like a larger bed?”

He was indeed speaking sincerely but behaving like a hooligan. There was a discrepancy between his words and actions. Without hesitation, he placed Christina on the bed in the master bedroom, which was the bed he had been using. “The bedsheets were changed last night. Do you want to change them?”

Christina questioned why he sought her opinion, considering their prior intimacy, and why she placed significance on something as small as a blanket.

She glared at Joseph, conveying that his question was unnecessary. She promptly tossed the blanket brought over onto the floor and slipped into his blanket. The duvet cover was gray and rather dull.

Joseph didn’t get angry. Instead, he smiled, finding it endearing. The door was knocked, most likely Ethan bringing the suitcase. Joseph turned to open the door, closing the master bedroom door. Ethan maneuvered the luggage inside.

He almost covered her eyes. “Mr. Turner, I’ll leave first.”

“Well, don’t come looking for me tomorrow morning.”

“Yes, Mr. Turner,” he replied. Internally, he pondered that this instruction was unnecessary, given that he could deduce it from the current situation.

Benjamin didn’t even have a chance to get close to the door. Ethan blocked his way and stood behind. He grabbed the luggage in Benjamin’s hand and pushed it into the room.

Joseph pushed the three pieces of luggage back into the master bedroom and set them aside. He asked the woman staring at him, “Do you need me to help you shower?”

Christina was wrapped in Joseph’s blanket. He shrugged his shoulders, indicating that there was no need.

Although she wasn’t pretentious, she still needed to wear some clothes. She couldn’t go in and out without them or remain naked in the room. “Mr. Turner, could you assist me in finding a set of pajamas?”

“Okay, which box?” As soon as he said that, Joseph felt there was no need to go through so much trouble. He still had to take it off later. Just as he squatted down, he stood up again.

Without uttering a word, he stood beside Christina, raised the blanket, and scooped her up. Christina was momentarily taken aback, not expecting this. The next moment, Joseph’s words caused her ears to turn crimson. “There’s no need to go through so much trouble. It’ll save you trouble later.”

It would be a lie to say that she was not embarrassed. At this moment, Christina was naked. This guy probably had some particular fetish “Have you always been so domineering?”

Joseph carried her quickly and walked into the bathroom with a smile. “I’ll be more domineering in this matter. Ms. Yamin, please forgive me.”

had to think twice about the

stood at the door and asked the woman hiding in his arms, “Do you like

two of them took a shower together. Christina had yet quite to get used to it. “Let’s make it quick,”

Christina seemed to be overthinking. It could not be fast at all. Just as Joseph had said, the time in the future would

it was already two hours later. At first, he was seriously helping Christina take

longer needed

down. He hugged her from behind and kissed her back.

if he was dreaming. He reached out and

She smiled charmingly.

the redness on the woman’s face that had yet to dissipate. It was very seductive. He also smiled and retracted his grip on her waist. “Then do

nails followed the lines on his chest down, making Joseph’s heart itch. He was not in a

answer.

fingertips, and finally looked away at Christina’s neck and the love mark on her chest. Her hand stopped at the edge of her pants, and her lips curled into a smile. “It seems alright to be the antidote, but Mr. Turner needs to be controlled. The antidote

Joseph suddenly

at the handsome man with confusion in her eyes.

a sense of accomplishment, he said, “I need

touched her neck and lowered her gaze to look at her chest.

not dare scratch him. She

any mercy.

patted his arm angrily and glared at him. Joseph smiled and helped her tidy her hair that had fallen to her chest. “Go to sleep. I’ll be careful next time. It’s

was addicted. Christina also liked Joseph’s gentleness. She hid in his arms as if she had

content. He appreciated Christina’s lack of affectation, natural demeanor, maturity, and

noon the following day.

the Roberts family’s side, Ava slept until 10:30 a.m. before rousing Frank from bed. She didn’t expect Frank to be even

up, Frank was still fast asleep, deeply lost in slumber. Rose had been calling from downstairs

Frank said, “Don’t pregnant

she had to wake him up. Helpless, she called out to him, and he had

toothbrush ready as she walked to the bathroom. Frank had already washed his face

the lovely sister last night. She asked incoherently

gist. “Brush your teeth first. We’ll talk later.”

and brushed her teeth attentively and swiftly, starting to

chin. Frank picked up a towel and wiped it for her. He said,

like tiny fans, her eyes were filled with confusion. She didn’t react

with one hand and gently wiped her face. He was careful, afraid of

in?”

so happy last night that I stayed up late,” she said

an old mother, patting her cheeks and tying her hair. When it came to tying hair, whether it was Edward or Hackett, there was probably no one who could compare to him.

and braids were