Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 260 After sending off Ava, everyone returned to their respective homes Jim drove quietly at the front, trying to reduce his presence From the moment he got into the car, he raised the barrier to indicate that he was invisible In the back seat. Jasper sat on Trevon’s lap and played with the Rubik’s Cube Trevon quietly watched his son play with it.

After waiting for a while, he still did not see his son turn the last red square around. He took the Rubik's Cube and slowly turned the last red around in front of Jasper’s eyes All the faces were instantly the same color Jasper turned around and revealed a look of admiration. He even imitated Sherri and Rose and gave Trevon a thumbs up.

“Great” Natalie looked at her son’s cute appearance and laughed. “Jasper is praising you. Shouldn't you say thank you politely? Trevon's eyes were dark as he stared at her beside him This was what he deserved. He asked. “Shouldn't be praised” atalie felt speechless “How old are you? How old is he? He's still a child. There are many things he doesn’t understand. He needs you to set an example and tell him to respond politely to others” Natalie did not want her son to be as cold as Trevon. It was impolite for him to not reply to others After a few seconds of silence, Trevon looked at his son's expectant gaze and finally said. “Thank you for your thumbs up” Upon hearing this. Jasper smiled happily. There was no need to mention how happy he was He waved his small hands non-stop, indicating that there was no need to thank him. “You're welcome” Trevons face darkened. This brat was so young and yet so polite Jasper acted as if nothing had happened. He happily sat back on Trevon’s lap and quietly studied the Rubik's Cube in his hand, not disturbing his parents’ conversation.

Suddenly, Natalie thought of Ava crying very sadly in the morning. She was still a little worried. Her heart ached for Ava. She felt that Frank had hurt Ava She understood why Ava kept looking at her phone in the end. Frank was clearly at the airport, but Ava was still staring at her phone, waiting for the final result. It was the result of giving up After thinking about it, she took out her phone and sent a message to Ava. “Ava, send me a message when you get home. | want you to be a happy little princess.” From Trevon’s line of sight, he could see the content of the message. After all, a certain someone’s vision was really good and there was nothing he could do about it.

The mans deep voice sounded beside her ear. “Sending Ava a message?” He was asking the obvious Natalie knew that he had seen the message, but she did not expose it. She asked curiously. “I think Frank has feelings for Ava, but | also feel that he is keeping a distance. Is there something that he’s worried about with him not rejecting or agreeing?” What was Frank worried about? Age, family, distance? Or something else? That shouldn't be right. With Frank’s personality, he shouldn't be restrained by these things.

She thought about all the questions she could think of, but she still could not find an answer that could explain it Suddenly, she felt a gentle flick on her forehead. She came back to her senses and looked up at the smiling man beside her.

“What are you doing? She reached out and touched her forehead where she had been flicked. Then she glared at him, baffled.

Trevons lips curved slightly “You've thought about it for so long and still haven't come up with an answer. Why use so much effort? Wouldn't it be easier to ask me directly? Natalie elbowed the man close to him and said unhappily. “Since you know that I'm curious, you can't just say it directly. Why do you have to wait for me to ask? Aren't you good at reading people’s expressions? Or are you deliberately trying to make me use a lot of effort?” This was the first time the two of them had bickered in such a long time. It was much better than being lovey dovey. There was no need to blush, no need for heartbeat, and no need for medicine Trevon sneered “Are you going to write a book about how to tame your husband? If one can’t guess one’s wife’s thoughts, then one should be whipped 100 times. If one made one’s wife use too much effort, then one should be whipped 100 more times.” Natalie turned to look at the retreating scenery and held back her laughter. After laughing for a while, she turned around and said, “I really suspect that you've seen some nonsense soap operas. However, your suggestion is not bad. It can be considered.” Trevon quickly added, “Sure, but only my wife can do that, right?” It turned out that everything was a setup from the start.

She crossed her arms, her posture high and proud. “It depends on your performance. I'll think about it.” The next second, the man became indecent. “Are you dissatisfied with my previous performance, or do you think the time is too short?” Damn, was this the performance she was talking about? Was it? Was it? Indeed, it was impossible to talk about this serious topic with someone who had a mind full of useless thoughts.

At this moment, some help would be needed.

Natalie gave him a speechless look and expected him to know what she meant. She then ignored him afterwards.

Trevon was very happy. This kind of topic that he instantly understood was to make Natalie suffer. He was in a good mood. He reached out a hand to play with her neck, but Natalie’s shoulder knocked him away.

He pulled her by the neck to his side again. “I'll ride with you when we get back. How about we tried different things, huh?” The car arrived at Evergreen Gardens, Jim tactfully took down the suitcase. As soon as he placed the suitcase on the ground, he received an unfriendly gaze. Jim was ata loss.

“What does that mean?” wondered Jim.

There was a huge question mark spinning above his head.

Jim seemed to have his acupoints pressed by this unfriendly gaze. He remained motionless and maintained this posture. His body was bent, and his hand was still on the luggage.

He looked up, expecting Mr. Wilson to give him an order so that he could stand up.

In the last few seconds, the man gave his instructions and raised his chin at the trunk. Jim immediately understood and straightened up. He quickly lifted the suitcase off the ground and placed it back into the trunk before closing the door quietly “Didn’t you just want to kidnap Mrs. Wilson? If Mrs. Wilson finds out about your specially renovated things, it'll be strange if he doesn’t scold. You're such a scheming person,” thought Jim.

Seeing that Jim had understood him and that the suitcase had been put back, his expression softened as if nothing had happened. He walked to the backseat and opened the door for Natalie. “Let's go. You follow me.” “Why did you bring me to Mrs. Wilson's house?” wondered Jim.

Actually, Trevon felt at ease bringing another man with him. After all, if he went in alone, he would have to face three women. As a man, he felt quite uncomfortable.

Everything seemed out of place.

The few of them took the elevator to the 25th floor, where they had not returned for a few days. They entered the password and opened the door As soon as they stepped through the door, he felt that something was amiss. It was clean and tidy. It was quiet and there was no sound at all. It did not look like someone was living here at all. Natalie was a little flustered. When she called her godmother, she clearly said that everything was fine.

Her heart was racing, afraid that something would happen to her godmother again.

Trevon could see the nervousness, worry, and fear on her face. He walked towards her with Jasper in his arms and comforted her. “Don’t worry. Call first. She might have gone out.” Then, to comfort her, he pressed his broad palm on her shoulder and squeezed it.

Natalie took out her phone from his pocket and dialed Lena's cell phone number. The call was picked up in a few seconds.

Lena's loud voice came from the other end of the line. “Natalie.” When she heard her godmother’s voice, Natalie's heart finally relaxed. She then asked, “Lena, aren't you at home? Did you go out to buy the groceries?” On the other side, Lena immediately knew that she had returned home. She then said embarrassedly. “Oops, Natalie, Mel and | are at the Foster's residence. Don’t blame me. I'm old and nostalgic. You and Jasper aren't around, so Mel and | came to the courtyard here to plant vegetables. L..

Natalie understood that her godmother wanted to return to the house. After all, she had stayed there for most of her life. She cut off Lena’s words. “Its fine, Lena. If you like the house, we'll live there in the future.” Lena was not used to living in places where she didn’t know her neighbors. They wouldn't greet her or talk to her It was unlike the place where she used to live, where people would greet each other when they went to buy the groceries. The neighbors knew each other in Lena's old neighborhood.

Natalie could understand.

Lena quickly refused. “Natalie, there’s no need. | came to stay because you're not around. I'll go back when you're back.” The house was not as strict as Evergreen Gardens’s, which reminded Lena of Harry's previous incident. “Natalie, you don't have to accommodate me. You have your own life to live. It's my fortune to be able to be your godmother.” Natalie's eyes reddened as tears welled up in her eyes. With a nasal voice, she said, “Alright, Lena. If you like the house, then let's over there. I'll bring Jasper there on my day off.” Only then did Lena reply happily, “That's right. Mr. Wilson treats you well. | can tell that he really likes you. You have to have your own life. How can you keep bringing an old woman like me along? I've lived in this house for most of my life. This place suits me quite well. | can grow vegetables and flowers. I'm self-sufficient and very comfortable, Mel is also sensible. | asked her to not rent a house anymore and live here with me. It's quite good.” She sniffed. Her eyes were sore and her throat was stiff. “Okay, let's have dinner at your house tonight. I'll go to the supermarket to buy some vegetables later. Lena, is there anything you particularly want to eat? I'll bring some with me.” Lena hurriedly said, “You don't have to buy anything. I'll go with Mel. All you have to do is come and eat.” Natalie knew that if she persisted, her godmother would still not agree, so she simply agreed. “Okay,” After hanging up the phone, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and turned to Trevon. “I'm going to the house for dinner tonight. Do you want to come with me?” Although she asked that, there was still a trace of anticipation deep down in her heart. Humans were like this. When they were tied down, they would unknowingly want more. However, when such thoughts arose, they might not even realize it.

Trevon felt the anticipation in her eyes and smiled. “Yes, this is my first time going to house of the Foster family. I'll buy some things. Consider it a gift.” Hearing this, Natalie smiled. “Okay, | won't worry about how deep your pocket is.” “I need a wife, but | don’t lack money.” Jim stood at the side as an invisible person. At this moment, he really wanted to slip away, but his boss did not give the order. He could only continue to stand there and watch as the couple showed off their love for each other.

However, when he heard this, Jim could not remain calm. He was short of money and a wife. Did anyone care about how he felt? Jim, who was still in a daze and fantasizing, was shocked back to his senses by an order. “What are you doing, daydreaming? You're coming with us.” “Why are you bringing me with you to Mrs. Wilson’s house? That's not my house and Lena’s not my godmother,” thought Jim.

There was a lot going on in Jim's mind, but he still took off and followed behind Trevon.