Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 171 Natalie kept staring at Trevon, waiting for his answer.

The desire, panic, and fear in her eyes hurt Trevon’s heart. He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he felt his grandfather was right. This woman seemed to be holding it in until she was abnormal. He said softly, “Our son is at the Wilson's residence.

Grandpa and the others will take care of him. Don’t worry. Grandpa cherishes him more than anyone else.” Of course, he was talking about Jasper.

He didn’t need to return to the Wilson's residence to know that his grandfather and the rest treated their son like a treasure. In addition, he had suffered a shock today, so they definately would dote on him to the extreme.

The woman's eyes lit up a little, but they quickly dimmed. She said softly. “Oh, thank you. You can leave.” In Trevon's eyes, this seemed to be kicking down the ladder. He had just made a call. But she was already chasing him out.

However, it seemed that her rationality was still intact. She had not forgotten that they were divorced. At least she could still chase him away. Tm not leaving. I'll sleep on the sofa at night.” As soon as he said that he wanted to stay, she quickly objected. “No. Im fine. You can leave.” Trevon had a look on his face that said, “Do you think | believe you? Do you look fine like this? You've lost your soul, and your intelligence is not online” He stood his ground. Im not leaving. You can’t kick me out unless you beat me.” This was a brilliant way to get beaten up.

Natalie did not expect him to say that. How could she be in the mood to fight now? Besides, she could not win, so she did not want to talk anymore. “Up to you.” After saying that, she entered the room and lay on the bed without a shower. She buried herself under the blanket without moving Trevon stared at the person on the bed for a few minutes and frowned. Did she call this fine? She did not shower or brush her teeth before she went to bed. Fortunately, he did not lei her see Jenny. He walked toward Natalie and lifted the blanket. He quickly picked her up. The sudden rise in the air shocked her, and she instinctively grabbed the clothes on his chest.

“Trevon, put me down. What are you doing?” She struggled, and her voice was a little loud. After an afternoon, she finally had some energy and could scold people.

He said coldly. “I'll help you bathe” She continued to struggle, trying to push him away with both hands. “I don’t want to. | want to sleep. Put me down.” Trevon did not intend to compromise. He hoped that she would take a hot shower to sober up. “Do you want to do it yourself, or do you want me to help you?” His tone was irrefutable and domineering This was the normal hum. After a few days of apologizing and giving in, she had almost forgotten his true nature.

When he didn’t sound pleased, she felt uncomfortable. “I'll do it myself. | don’t need you. Get out.” Seeing that she was willing to shower, he heaved a sigh of relief. He walked to the balcony and took out a cigarette. Holding it between his lips, he called Frank. “Have you found our?” He lit the cigarette with one hand and took his phone with the other. It was difficult to calm down the frustration in his chest.

On the other side. Frank was vexed. “Damn, that truck driver is dead.” His eyes sank to the bottom of the lake like ice water in winter. He gritted his teeth and said, “He died quite quickly. Your efficiency is not very good now.” “Fuck, please have some humanity. | did it myself this afternoon. If you think it’s slow, you can do it yourself.” After checking Mia's leg injury and the car accident now, Frank felt he could be a police officer.

“Why would | need you if | have the time? Hurry up.” Frank hung up angrily. He cursed in his heart, “I'm the one who suffers when you're fucking chasing after your wife. | must owe you.” The cigarette butt was so wet from his saliva that it was rotten. He took it down and stubbed it out with his thumb and forefinger.

Then he walked into the room. He closed the balcony door and threw it into the trash can. Then he sat on the sofa and waited.

Half an hour later, the person inside still showed no signs of coming out, which worried him. He got up and walked to the bathroom door. He knocked and frowned as he shouted. “Natalie, are you done? Natalie..” After knocking for a long time, there was still no response. He was very flustered and hesitated whether to go in. “Can you hear me? If you don't speak, I'll come in.” The next second, the door opened with a click. She came out. Her hair was wet and dripping. Crystal-clear water droplets dripped into her collarbone and chest, and some flowed down from her chin. He was unconsciously mesmerized by this scene.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he quickly avoided eye contact and walked into the bathroom.

When he came out, he had a towel and a hairdryer in his hand. He pulled her to the sofa and said, “Sit properly,” Natalie was in a daze for a moment. She was about to reach for the towel when he stopped her. “I'll do it for you. Lie down and take a nap Unexpectedly, she leaned against the sofa and narrowed her eyes. He gently tucked her hair behind the couch and wiped it with a towel. When it was not so wet, he inserted the power and adjusted the temperature to the mildest.

The room was instantly silent. No one spoke. The only sound was the whoosh of the hairdryer. Perhaps she was too tired or too comfortable, but she fell asleep.

When he put the hairdryer in place, he realized the woman had not gotten up. When he got closer, he realized that she had fallen asleep. However, her brows were tightly furrowed, and he could tell she was tense. He sighed and gently put an arm under her armpit to go around her back. He put one hand under the crook of her leg and picked her up effortlessly. Her weight was light, so light that he could lift her effortlessly. How could her waist be so thin that he could control it with one hand? After giving birth, this woman's figure didn’t change. His thoughts drifted for a moment.

He went to the master bedroom and carefully placed her on the bed. Afraid he would alarm her if he moved too much, he pulled his arm out and carefully pushed the loose hair on her check to the sides. Then, he covered her with the blanket and tucked her in. The two of them were less than an inch apart. He looked away immediately.

He did not close the door and lay on the sofa in the living room. He was still very frustrated and wanted to smoke, but he was worried she would hate the smell of cigarettes. He remembered that the last time she saw him smoking in the hospital, she frowned.

He put out his cigarette after two puffs.

He decided to bear with it. He got up and went to the balcony to call Jam “Are they awake?” He was asking about Lena and Ethan in the hospital.

On the other end, Jim sounded a little tired. He told him truthfully, “The Foster family’s maid has woken up and has been transferred to a normal ward. | got a nurse for her. The man is still unconscious. His head injury was a little serious because he was hit directly on the head.” Jim admired this person’s willpower. He supported his body to protect Jasper until the last moment.

Ordinary people would not be able to do this.

Sure enough, the Turner family’s bodyguards were different. It was going to be a little hard for Trevon.

Hearing this, he was much more relieved. “Alright, you can go back. There are two men of the Turner family to take care of him.

You can go back.” He wouldn't be able to wake up at night. It was useless to guard him like this.

After hanging up the phone, he continued to lie on the sofa with his eyes closed. He did not dare to sleep. If the two maids left, her mentality would collapse.

Fortunately, there was still one left. At this moment, he hoped the Turner family’s bodyguard wouldn't die just like that.

While he was deep in thought, a woman’s dreamy voice came from the master bedroom Jasper, Jasper...

Without any hesitation, he got up and strode toward the master bedroom. The woman's brows were knitted together, and the tears at the corners of her eyes slowly fell onto the pillow. It turned out that she was not as strong as she appeared. When no one was around, she would also appear weak and helpless. He thought that she was just a tough woman who was different from other girls, strong and decisive Even Jim thought that this woman was super cool and capable.

However, who knew she was also a woman who could be hurt and sad This made him regret it even more. Two years ago. he had hurt her. Would she hide and cry like now? In reality, he was thinking too much.

The more he thought about it, the more his heart ached, and his throat felt sore. He slowly sat by the bed and reached out his slender fingers to smoothen her tightly furrowed brows. Over and over again, he was extremely patient, as if he was coaxing his baby daughter. He whispered into her ear, “Go to sleep. I'll be with you. The maid has already woken up. I'm here.” In the future, he would protect her for everything. She just had to hide behind him.

He rubbed her eyebrows tirelessly. After a long time, the woman gradually relaxed and fell asleep again.

This time, he did not leave. Instead, he sat quietly by the bed and leaned against the back of the bed until dawn.

Companionship was probably the most genuine confession, and also the longest At this moment, Trevon finally understood that when one loved someone, one would only accompany them without asking for anything in return. Even if the other party never responded, one would gladly endure it.