Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 389 The two of them walked side by side towards the villa.

Rose still felt somewhat skeptical. She glanced sideways at the elegant and handsome Edward standing next to her. For some reason, she found his appearance with glasses strangely comfortable and attractive.

With her hands in her pockets, she pretended to be carefree and averted her gaze. She pursed her lips and asked, “Why weren't you sleeping? | thought you were already asleep.

Walking beside her. Edward slowed his steps. His face remained emotionless, and his eyes were hidden behind his glasses.

Then, he said in a calm tone. “Just wanted to take in the night view of Artroyland.” His tone was natural, and it was hard to discern its authenticity.

Rose paused for a moment, pondering if his words were genuine. Then why did you leave? Why not stay a while longer? They're still dancing” Edward replied in a subdued manner. It's enough to experience it. There's no need to keep watching “Alright then, I'll go to sleep. Goodbye and good night. As they chatted, they reached the door of Rose’s room. She waved her hand and entered.

Once inside, the room was dimly lit, and her mind replayed the moment when Edward had his arm around her shoulder. She hadn't noticed it earlier, but now in retrospect, it seemed a bit off. It felt almost like a scene from the sovereignty declaration of a male lead in a TV show.

While Rose was fairly satisfied with her appearance, Edward's appearance was quite appealing too. But he wouldn't fall for her after just a few encounters, especially considering he had feelings for Natalie. It was probably just a passing thought Rose realized she had been watching too many romance TV series, so she decided to take a break from them. Her imagination had started to blur the lines between fiction and reality After some contemplation, she gave up trying to figure it out. It was too mentally exhausting. Maybe Edward was only looking out for her at Sherri’s request.

Rose had a straightforward personality, but she was reserved when it came to relationships. She became cautious after having been hurt once before.

Edward didn’t leave immediately. His mind replayed Rose’s dance moves on the beach, along with her charmning smile and genuine laughter. He stood there for a while before finally leaving.

After sorting out her thoughts, Rose finished her shower and lay on her bed. She opened her phone to check the flight ticket.

She had to go back to work the day after tomorrow. No matter what, she would have to leave tomorrow when she woke up.

Calculating the time, arriving at Athana at night would leave her too tired to work the next day. Besides, it was already early morning, and waking up early tomorrow was unrealistic.

Lying on her bed, she placed her phone in front of her. She propped up her chin with one hand and tapped her buttocks with the other.

She leisurely examined her flight options. 9 am was too early. She wouldn't be able to wake up in time. Maybe an afternoon flight would be better. Since the villa was quite expensive, she might as well get some extra sleep. She could check out before noon, have a meal, and then catch the plane.

Then, she quickly purchased the flight ticket for tomorrow. The departure time was 1:30 pm. After buying it, she happily placed her phone on the bedside and prepared to sleep.

Snuggled under the covers, she closed her eyes, letting sleep gradually take over. Suddenly, a question popped into her mind.

Should she tell Edward about her departure? But intentionally bringing it up seemed a bit inappropriate. After all, They had met by chance and weren't traveling together.

Thinking back, was he here for work? If he was, he spent the entire day with her in the bustling city without working. So, what was his purpose for being here? To watch her play? Rose couldn't help but think that Edward was quite puzzling.

In the end, Rose picked up her phone and sent a message to Edward. The message said. [Hey, I'll be heading back tomorrow afternoon Just wanted to let you know as a friend | Edward's reply came quickly. He was on the balcony, smoking. The cigarette was between his lips as he typed with both hands.

He wrote. [What time is your flight? Rose replied. Are you going back too?] Edward wrote. [Yes, I'm done with my work. Let's go together | Rose was puzzled. When did he finish his tasks? Did he use teleportation? Wasn't he hanging out with her the whole time? She had several questions swirling in her mind for a few seconds, but eventually, she decided to be honest and sent him her departure time After reading the message, Edward replied. [Yeah, I'm also leaving at that time. If you don’t mind, we can travel together] Rose replied. (Wait, you're also leaving at the same time?] In order to verify. Rose sent Edward a screenshot of her flight details and wrote, [I'm leaving at this time. Are you leaving at the same une t00?] Edward replied. [Yep. same time.] Unaware that he hadn't actually booked a ticket, Rose assumed it was another coincidence. She wrote, [Alright, that’s quite a coincidence. It seems we have a bit of fate to be buddies.] Edward didn’t reply to that message, but Rose didn’t mind. She placed her phone back on the bedside table and began to drift into sleep.

The next day dawned with bright sunlight. The weather in Artroyland wasn't as hot as in Athana. The gentle breeze felt pleasant against Rose’s skin, almost like a massage.

With one hand pushing a suitcase and a shoulder bag slung across her shoulder, Rose walked lazily, exuding a carefree air. She also seemed a bit nonchalant, chewing on strawberry gum.

This was because she had eaten a fish and some shrimp at the hotel for lunch, leaving a lingering taste in her mouth. She had casually bought strawberry gum from the airport supermarket.

Then, she boarded the plane. Having slept in late that morning, she had no intention of sleeping again on the way back to Athana. She was refreshed and full of energy. She looked out at the scenery through the window.

Looking up at the blue sky, she watched birds soar freely, gliding through the air, tracing a beautiful arc, a curved parabola.

Rose rested her check on her hand, gazing into the distance, wanting to capture the beauty in her eyes. Lost in her thoughts, someone sat down beside her again. She was startled and turned to look at the person next to her.

Rose's eyes widened, her astonished voice slightly cracked. It was understandable that Edward coincidentally booked the same flight, but to sit beside her as well? That was what surprised her the most. “Is it really this much of a coincidence?” The past couple of days were filled with coincidences with Edward. It felt like something straight out of a TV show. They booked the same flight, and now they were even sitting next to each other. It was almost too perfect Edward, however, remained composed as if it were merely a coincidence. He calmly said, “Yes, quite a coincidence.

He sat beside her, adjusted his glasses, and asked for two blankets when a flight attendant passed by.

Rose had no intention of sleeping and waved off the offer. Eventually. Edward took one blanket.

As the plane took off and ascended into the sky, white clouds lay beneath them, creating an illusion as if one could reach out and touch them. The beauty was as if treading through cotton candy.

Rose smiled softly, her expression radiant. Edward stole a sideways glance at her, seeing her lost in the view outside. While Rose gazed at the scenery outside, Edward observed her appreciating the scenery. She was equally beautiful.

Rose felt the need to share the beauty of the view with someone, so she turned her head, meeting Edward's gaze. The eye contact was awkward, and for a moment, her heart raced.

Her cheeks grew warm, and she wondered what was happening.

This time, it wasn’t just her imagination. In a quick mental association, Rose combined her romance TV shows knowledge and fantasized about a romantic scene.

She felt flustered, like a deer caught in headlights, as she gazed at his refined and handsome face. Edward, equally uncomfortable, averted his gaze at the same time. In the end. Rose decided not to make a fuss. A quiet atmosphere would encourage sleep.

It was also the best way to avoid awkwardness.

Unknowingly, Rose had drifted off to sleep against the window. A flight attendant passed by, asking if she needed an extra blanket. Edward pressed a finger to his lips, indicating that it wasn’t necessary.

The flight attendant nodded politely and walked away. Edward carefully folded the blanket on his lap and gently covered Rose with it. She wasn’t actually asleep. She felt uneasy in the current atmosphere, and she sensed something changing unconsciously.

Rose, bring 26 years old, couldn't possibly be completely oblivious. Combined with Edward's recent behavior and indulgence towards her...

As the blanket covered her, her hands tightened beneath it, showing signs of nervousness. She wasn’t sure how to act. Edward had feelings for Natalie, and she didn’t want to be a substitute.

Once the blanket was in place, Edward reclined in his seat, closed his eyes, and feigned dozing off. He had insomnia the previous night. The memories of Rose dancing and her smiling face kept replaying in his mind. Lately, he hadn't been able to think much about Natalie.

He spent the previous night sorting through his thoughts. Why did he agree with Sherri to come abroad? Why did he feel the need to follow Rose around? Why he couldn't bear to leave her when he saw her being watched by others? After pondering it many times, he finally came to understand.

But how would Rose react? She knew about his past feelings for Natalie. How could he explain this situation now? It might not be believable if he tried to explain.

Moreover, there was the matter of Frank. It was a bit tricky.

However, Edward had come to realize one thing. He couldn't stumble in the same place twice. Just as he was contemplating, he felt a weight on his shoulder. Undoubtedly, Rose had actually fallen asleep.

He adjusted his posture to make his shoulder higher, offering a comfortable place for her to lean on, trying to ease her fatigue.

After adjusting his sitting posture, he did not look sideways. He closed his eyes and sighed. He had to be fair.

Several hours later, the plane landed at the airport of Athana.

Rose picked up her suitcase, extended the handle, and courteously bid farewell to Edward. “Goodbye.” Edward had driven to the airport. He had initially thought of offering her a ride. However, seeing her react like she had encountered a tiger, he swallowed his words. “Goodbye,” he replied instead.

After that, Rose walked briskly towards the exit as if being chased by a tiger. Her pace quickened, and she reached Tom's car waiting at the entrance.

In a hurry, she got into the car. Her bodyguards followed, opening the trunk to stow her luggage before closing it and watching her leave.

Once the car was gone, the bodyguards exchanged some words. “Did Miss Roberts have a fight with Mr. Landor?” “Seems likely. Otherwise, why would Tom come to pick her up?” “But Frank had instructed Tom to pick her up before he left.” “But they're a couple. Why wouldn't she take her boyfriend's car?” The bodyguards were clearly inexperienced in matters of romance and couldn't grasp the situation. They were full of questions.

Meanwhile, Edward pushed his luggage to the parking lot. He got into his car, started the engine, and drove away.