Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 339 In Trevon’s room on the second floor of the Wilson's residence, Natalie studied her grandfather's diary and flipped through it after taking a shower.

Jasper was taken away by Rachel again. There were only two of them in the room.

Trevon came out of the bathroom. He was half-naked and had a white towel wrapped around his lower body. There were still water droplets on his chest that had yet to be dried. They slowly spread to the towel around his waist. It was sexy and bewitching. The moment Natalie looked up, she saw the man’s seductive figure.

Swallowing her saliva, she wouldn't let the beauty disturb her and immediately diverted her gaze. She raised the diary in her hand and said to Trevon, “What kind of password do you think it will be? | don’t know what number Grandpa might like. It should be a password to memorize something, but it's not my birthday or Grandpa's birthday. | don’t want to destroy it.” She said a series of concerns and frustrations. She curled her legs and rested her chin on one hand as she thought.

“If you can’t open it, then don’t. Anyway, the book is in your hands. Think of a few more passwords and you'll be able to open it.

There's no hurry. Trevon comforted.

When Natalie heard this, she was stunned for a moment before quickly returning to normal. “Yes, you're right. It's not like Ill lose it anyway. I'll be able to open it sooner or later. If | really can’t open it. I'll have to pick the lock. At the moment, | don’t want to destroy anything Grandpa left behind.” Trevon was actually not very emotional today. He only said calmly. “You'd better hurry up and sleep. When | come back from the study, if you're still awake, you know what will happen.” His words were full of threats. Natalie naturally understood what this threat meant. She rolled her eyes at the man who was standing lazily. Trevon Wilson, be a human.” After having sex, he really let himself go.

Although she said that, she immediately lay down and pulled the blanket over her, preparing to sleep.

She looked like she was trying to reduce her presence. It was really funny.

When Trevon came back from the study, he looked at the diary on the bedside table. His eyes were dark and bottomless.

Looking at the woman sleeping quietly on the bed, he had mixed feelings.

This woman had actually forgotten that he was an expert at picking locks. Didn’t he pick the lock of the balcony when he climbed the wall back then? She actually didn’t remember at all. He didn’t know if she would remember tomorrow. He had a feeling that he wouldn't be able to hide it for long.

He would hide it for as long as he could. He would talk about it when he really couldn't hide it anymore.

He sighed deeply in his heart and walked to the bed. He took the diary and gently closed the door before walking towards the study. The moment the door closed, the person on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

Natalie was good at observing. Because she had been bullied, isolated, and mocked since she was young, she was especially sensitive to gazes and words. As long as it was something she cared about, she would observe it in detail.

Unless it was something she didn’t want to care about at all, then she wouldn't care about other people’s expressions because it had nothing to do with her.

At night. Trevon was always in a daze and would glance at the diary from time to time. There was an imperceptible emotion hidden in his eyes. She could tell, but she did not expose it. She could vaguely sense that Trevon was hiding something from her.

Initially, she wasn’t sure. Because she didn’t know how to pick the lock and didn’t want to destroy it, she told Trevon that she didn’t know the password. However, he could clearly pick the lock, but he actually let her try it slowly. This was the biggest problem. When he opened her balcony door back then, he was very smooth. Now, he had retreated.

After being together for so long, his behavior at night was not normal.

As expected...

She did not think too much about it. The matter had already been confirmed. She needed to have an open discussion with Trevon tomorrow. Whether it was good or bad, she could accept it. She had accepted her mother’s death, her grandparents” death, and her godmother’s death. What else could she not accept now? In the study, Trevon quickly opened the diary. When he flipped to the first page, it was a monologue. It should be Barron's introverted thought. “I have never done anything wrong to anyone before today. After today, | made a mistake. | made a mistake that would haunt me in my nightmares. What a huge mistake. | will never be able to sleep in peace.” There was no date in the diary. It only recorded the old man’s daily account of the wrongdoings he had done and his guilty thoughts.

“When | smiled at Natalie, | felt guilty. | knew | was wrong. All | could do was treat Natalie even better from now on and nurture her well Today, Natalie called out ‘Mom’ in her sleep. Tears welled up in my eyes. It's all because of my mistake | didn’t have heart to be firm and showed favoritism once. | will live with guilt for the rest of my life “Natalie came back depressed. | knew that she was bullied in school, but the little girl had her wound as soon as the came back.

She didn’t want me to know, so | could only secretly pretend that | didn’t know and let Lena take care of her If call my fault, my sin The diary was not updated every day. Instead, whenever something happened to Natalie Barron would secretly were a few words. There was no long speech. It was just a few words. Not only did it record the good and bad things that happened to Natalie when she was young, but it also recorded Barron's guilt toward Natalie The diary also recorded how Barron had nurtured Natalie Every time he saw Natalie improve. Barron felt relieved and guilty.

Originally, she did not need to hide in the dark and let herself be outstanding. She could be pampered and prow At the end of the diary was Barron's final words. It was written on the morning of his death two years ago. Tve done the three most evil things in my life. Giving birth to this beast is the thing | regret the most in my life. Hiding the crime for hum is the worst thing I've ever done and is the thing I'm also the quiltiest of Asking Theo to fulfill his promise is the most despicable thing I've ever done. | hope that all retribution will befall me. | hope that after | pass away, my Natalse can be happy and protected by others for the rest of my life” At this moment, Trevon finally understood the main reason why Barron had threatened has grandfather and asked him to marry Natalie After reading the diary, it was already about four in the morning. He panched the space between hus eyebrows in regret and felt a slight headache.

If only he had listened to his grandfather and hadn’t behaved so despicably previously Regret filled his heart and attacked every cell in his body. His thoughts were immersed in the content of the diary Every line of words was engraved in his mind and could not be forgotten. At the same time, he understood everything from Natalie's childhood to adulthood.

He pinched the space between his eyebrows for a while, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. His darkened again and again. He exhaled and reached out to close the diary. He covered it heavily with one hand want to open it anymore, and pressed the password lock again.

Memories were once again locked by a simple password lock After closing the diary, he did not return to the bedroom immediately. This was also the first time he did back and hug his wife to sleep. He was afraid that he would not be able to hide his emotions when h After sitting quietly in the study for an hour, he got up tiredly. He glanced at the diary on the table clenched his fists, parked it up, and strode towards the master bedroom.

When he pushed open the door of the master bedroom. Natalie was already asleep. She was sleeping very quietly. He stood at the door and looked at the person on the bed. He felt suffocated and annoyed at the same time. His grip on the tightened.

He walked to the bed and put the diary back in its original position. He lifted the blanker and lay down gently Out of habit. he hugged Natalie's waist and pulled her into his arms Perhaps because she felt a sense of security and dependence, Natalie naturally turned over and faced Trevon. Her eyes were still closed. It was unknown if she was dreaming or awake, but she muttered. “You're back? Trevon hugged her tightly and said apologetically. “Honey... go to sleep” Natalie replied in a low voice, “Yes.” Trevon's heart ached as he planted a kiss on Natalie’s forehead and hugged her tightly to sleep again.

At 6:30 in the morning. Natalie woke up. The fully closed curtains could not let in a single ray of light. In the dim environment, the flashing green light of the router seemed out of place. She raised her head slightly, and all she could see were Trevon’s handsome facial features. He was impeccably handsome.

With the light from the router, she could still see the man’s bewitching face clearly. However, the man’s face was exhausted in the morning It was obvious that he had not slept well last night. She turned slightly and glanced sadeways at the diary on the bedside table. It should be because of this.

The sharp man had long realized that the woman in his arms was awake because of the slight movement. He closed has eyes and hugged her. One of his hands was resting on her pillow, and the other was slowly rubbing her beautiful back. His deep and low voice sounded in her ears. “You're awake so early?” Natalie reached out to trace his slightly tired face. There were still bruises under his eyes. Her voice softened and her heart ached. Trevon, I'm not as fragile as you think. You don't have to hide it from me. Perhaps | can accept it She had a bad premonition, but no matter how bad it was, she had to accept it. She, Natalie Foster, was not a person who ran away. Running away would never solve anything Even if you pretended not to think about it, this matter would always take root in your heart. Sooner or later, it would be exposed. Why not take a step forward and try to solve it? Although she did not know what was going on, her intuition told her that it was not a good thing. Otherwise, why would there be bruises under his eyes? He looked exhausted. She was sure that he had stayed up late to read the diary. This kind of lock should be a piece of cake for him.

Hearing this, the man under the blanket hugged her even tighter. He rested his chin on the top of Natalie’s head as if he was making a decision.

Natalie was not in a hurry, She waited slowly. Time passed minute by minute.

After a long silence, Trevon’s voice slowly came from above. “Alright, before you read it, promise me a few things first.” Trevon made a request. He was too afraid that she would secretly hide and be sad.

The person in his arms nodded.

“Firstly, I'll watch it with you. Secondly, when you're unhappy and want to cry, consider my shoulder first. Don't hide and cry.

You're not alone with your husband.” “Didn't you already read it once? | can agree with the last one, but not the first one. Can | read it alone?” After a moment of silence, he finally compromised and gave her space. “Okay.”