Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 12

At the entrance of Adare Manor, Natalie parked her motorcycle in the garage today.

Usually, she parked it in the yard because she thought the yard was big anyway. And if she parked in the garage, she had to open the garage door, which was a pain for her.

The sky was heavily cloudy today, and she was worried that it might rain, so she parked her motorcycle in the garage.

After she parked the motorcycle, she reached into her pocket for her keys and realized the living room was lit up. Nell must

be back.

Then there was no need for the keys, so Natalie slipped them back into her pocket.

She skillfully took off her helmet with one hand and swung his long hair. The moment she opened the door, she froze. It was not Nell who came back. It was her new husband Trevon who had returned..

Looking through the doorway, she could not see what the man was wearing, but she could see his thick, dark hair and straight back, which exuded a sense of noble elegance.

He was indeed quite handsome. From any perspective, he was a handsome man. It was just that he was not a very good person.

After half a second of dazedness, Natalie came back to her sense. She just did not expect Trevon to be back, and she was at little embarrassed, not knowing if he was staying here tonight or not.

But on second thought, they had agreed that their marriage would last three months. How could he achieve his goal if he did not come back?

With that in mind, Natalie’s sudden embarrassment dissipated.

But she had not yet figured out what

Teement her grandfather and Trevon’s grandfather had reached. She knew that with her grandfather’s and their family’s status, it was not enough to get Trevon to marry her. Natalie knew this very well. If it was her grandfather who threatened Trevon’s family with something to make him marry herself, Natalie and her family were indeed at fault.

decided she

ask Trevon’s grandfather what the deal was some other time. Although she felt nothing about Trevon looking down on her. she still wanted to find out why she was treated like a scheming bitch by Trevon.

Whatever the agreement. Natalie help

Trevon achieve his goal in three months, at de deshaya moder

After thinking about this, Natalie left her helmet and keys on the shoe rack by the door and took out her shoes to change. them naturally.

Out of self–cultivation and for the sake of a harmonious fake cohabitation life, she greeted Trevon first. “Mr. Wilson, have you had dinner yet?”

Trevon, who was about to light his cigarette, knew Natalie was back when he heard the door open. But he did not turn to look at her. After Natalie said those words, he followed the sound only to see the woman changing her shoes.

The casual attire paired with her slender figure made her more slender and graceful.

He did not answer her question. He looked at her, and his half–squinted eyes glanced at the helmet on the shoe rack by the door. Frank had told Trevon before about the helmet’s matching logo to the motorcycle. This motorcycle was priced at around 200 to 300 thousand dollars.

same time, Trevon’s mind flashed to the scene of a girl in

a moment did

had dinner. He had thought Nell was home, but

did

Natalie looked straight at him and asked, “I’ll cook. Do you want

an extra portion. She would only cook her portion

“Yes.”

or estrangement. She turned into the kitchen to wash her hands before putting on her bib. After that, she started to clean food and

so the man sitting on the sofa could take in the kitchen woman’s every movement

to the scandal. But the result was

that she did not care about it,

minds were really inscrutable. Trevon

feeling, he determined that Natalie was pretending.

It was as if there was no agreement between

so focused on cooking that she did not know what the man sitting outside in the living room

cleaned and cooked food quickly. It took her only 40 minutes to finish three dishes and

soup.

she shouted to the living room. “Mr.

called Trevon by his first name. She just followed

Trevon, and Sherri said everyone

suit. And then, he went into the dining room to sit down at

grilled fish, green salad, and egg soup on the table.

but it was unknown

on the dishes, Natalie thought that maybe Trevon, the rich heir, was not used to eating such dishes. “These

wanted to say was, “If you don’t like them, just go to cat in the restaurant. I’m not serving

picky,” said Trevon. He did not believe this

fim take his meals from

that, Natalie helped

started eating. She was starving and completely ignored

not need to keep an eye on Trevon all the time because he was not a three–year–old

better than Trevon thought it would be, which made

a motorcycle, and

she not do? The Foster family was a big family

Foster family was not wealthy and influential, Natalie was still a young lady from a big family. But what she did

came back to his sense. He realized that he had lost his concentration several times tonight. Was he crazy? What business

she was completely unaware

woman did not see him as a man? She was really eating

were all very elegant, and they chewed slowly and methodically when

this be Natalie’s unique way of attracting

there, so he asked, “Didn’t Grandpa ask Nell to

thought to herself, “Am I that powerful? Can I have the