Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 273 After returning to Evergreen Gardens.

Natalie prepared dinner. She cooked a few homely dishes. After Trevon finished eating, he told her he needed to go out.

Natalie did not ask him where he was going, she simply said, “Okay.” After almost two hours. Trevon still had not returned. She was worried. She was alone in the big suite.

Since she was bored, Natalie decided to clean the suite. An hour later, she was covered in sweat all over.

She walked into the master bedroom, took her pajamas from her suitcase, and went to the bathroom to shower.

Half an hour later, a pure white towel hung on her head. Her hair was still wet, and she kept wiping it with one hand. As soon as she stepped out of the bathroom, she bumped into Trevon, who was opening the door.

Their eyes met at that moment. Trevon tightened his grip on the documents. His heart skipped a beat, and his composure in the underground parking lot was broken again. He tried his best to control himself, remained calm, and smiled. “Have you taken a shower?” Natalie paused for a few seconds and continued to wipe her hair. She glanced at the folder in his hand and asked casually.

“What's this? Why does it look so old?” Trevon subconsciously moved the documents behind him and kept looking at her. He looked at her with a deep gaze and wanted to hug her. He took a step forward and kissed her forehead with heartache. “I'll put the company’s documents in the safe first.

Wait for me to blow dry your hair.” Natalie nodded. She believed him without a doubt and replied calmly, “Sure.” She did not know anything about the company, so there was nothing to ask. Even if she asked, she would not be able to give a response. It was not her area of expertise, to begin with.

After a while, Trevon came out. He came out of the study and went into the bathroom.

After a while, he held a white hairdryer in his hand and pulled her to sit on the sofa. He sat down and let her head rest on his long legs. “If you're tired, take a nap. I'll carry you in when you fall asleep.” Her wet hair instantly soaked his dry pants. His movements were very gentle and familiar. He inserted his fingers into her hair and curled it up slightly. The hot wind from the hairdryer dried the moisture on the ends of her hair bit by bit.

It was very comfortable. Even her cells were relaxing. She finally knew why many liked to visit beauty salons and massage shops. It was indeed quite comfortable and enjoyable.

Natalie closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. Gradually, she got used to his service. Her red lips parted as she spoke, “Is Jasper obedient over there?” The hairdryer was on silent mode, and he could hear her voice. His low and hoarse voice broke the silence in the suite. “What could be wrong with him? He probably doesn’t want to come back.” Thinking back, that was indeed the case. Jasper had no intention of coming back with them that morning. He only bade them goodbye. It was apparent that Jasper liked the Wilson's residence, including Rachel, Mr. Wilson... They doted on him. Even Mary and Gage worshipped him and were careful around him.

No wonder Jasper was unwilling to come back. What a heartless little fellow.

After a while, Natalie's hair was dry. Trevon placed the hairdryer on the side of the sofa and did not get up. His fingers fiddled with her hair, arranging it layer by layer. He was patient and careful. Suppressing his emotions, he carefully said, “Natalie.” She didn’t open her eyes, thinking he wanted to chat with her, so she answered naturally, “Yes?” “Let's make our relationship known to the public.” Hearing this, she opened her eyes immediately. His deep-set eyes were above her, staring at her. When their gazes met, she felt he was not in the right frame of mind. He had a somber expression, and she suspected he was suppressing something. Seeing that she was staring at him in a daze, Trevon thought Natalie was unwilling and quickly changed the topic, “It's nothing. It was just a casual thought. Don't feel burdened. | can wait.” It wasn't that Natalie did not want to make it public; she did not want to be so high-profile. Even if she did not do anything. the title of Mrs. Wilson was enough to attract attention. She wanted to be the woman beside him in a low-profile manner. One would only understand the joys and sorrows of their own life. It was unnecessary to be high-profile in one’s life choices. This was the case for happiness, and it was the same for love. She felt she was the only one who knew best about all her feelings. No one else could empathize with her. After all, since nobody could empathize with her, there was no reason for others to know either.

Chapter 272 Those with ill intentions will always be able to twist things to make things worse for others.

Natalie reached out to support herself on Trevon’s shoulders and sat up. Trevon lifted Natalie by her hips. Natalie straddled between his legs and faced him. She subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck.

Through has eyes, she saw her reflection. His eyes were deep set They were filled with complicated emotions.

The next second, Trevon’s thin lips covered hers. His breathing was heavy Natalie felt that he could no longer control himself. He was much stronger than before He was affectionate, gentle, and a little indulgent After kissing for a long time, she sat on his lap and opened her mouth slightly. She panted heavily. A thought immediately flashed across her mind, and she asked, “Did something happen After being together with Trevon for a long time, Natalie could tell Trevon’s gaze and actions were different from before Coupled with her sensitivity, how could she not notice the difference in Trevon tonight? He lied. He placed one hand behind her head, pressed his forehead against hers, and expressed his desires, “I want to do it.

Now It was a forthcoming desire that was difficult for both of them to resist. It wasn't that she didn’t feel anything when she sat on his lap. It was just that it was difficult to ignore. She knew about his desires and could guess what he wanted. She had not expected him to say it so bluntly She nodded shyly and lowered her gaze without looking at him. Her hands were still wrapped around his neck.

The kiss came again Her body was weightless, and the kiss gradually became more intense. Unknowingly, she was brought to the master bedroom, which was ridiculously large.

The curtains were not drawn, and the wind rustled the tree branches outside the window. It swayed unsteadily as if it would fall to the ground in the next second, making people tremble in fear.

Minutes and seconds passed as the couple shared their desire for one another. They were passionate in bed under the moonlight and the sky full of stars. The couple had a fire burning in their belly. It was as if they were a match made in heaven.

Two hours later, Natalie was so tired that she did not even have the strength to raise her arms. Trevon let go of her. He hugged her and kissed her. The complicated emotions on his face were no longer there. He chuckled, “Natalie, look at the ceiling Natalie rebutted, “What do you want me to see? Im so tired. Why do you like the activity so much?” However, her body language could not hide her feelings. She was still curious about what was on the ceiling. She opened her tired and heavy eyelids and looked up. She was shocked by the view She widened her eyes and looked at the colorful flowers on the ceiling. They were vivid, and their colors gradually changed from light to dark. The flowers formed a heart shape, and a number was added on the side. It was 120.

What was this? When she first came in, she did not see this. The first time she arrived at “Trevon’s place, she did not find it either. When was it installed? Why did she not know? With a puzzled look, Natalie asked the man beside her, who had a mischievous smile on his face, her voice extremely hoarse, “What is this?” She felt that it was neither an ordinary flower nor an ordinary decoration. The next second, his explanation made Natalie want to bury herself in the ground.

Trevon laughed sinisterly. He could not suppress the smile on his lips even if he wanted to. “This is a flower you planted. The color of the flower depends on how loud you shouted just now. A passionate scream will turn the flower in the center red. A soft moan will turn the flowers at the side pale pink. All of them will bloom according to your voice. You are the artist of this masterpiece!” Trevon was kind and patient in explaining the difference in color as he pointed his long fingers at the flowers on the ceiling.

Natalie was secretly rolling her eyes. Was Trevon trying to make her grateful for broadening her horizons? Natalie was speechless. “This person must be crazy,” she thought.

Trevon did not wait for her to continue asking and continued his explanation. He leaned close to her reddened ear and said, “120 is the total number of times you moaned tonight.” Natalie remained speechless and thought Trevon was ridiculous.

She glared at Trevon fiercely and said hoarsely, “Are you crazy? Why are you doing this in the room? Do you weird fetish? have some Trevon did not blush or feel that it was inappropriate at all. Instead, he looked at the woman in his arms affectionately. “| want to record the number of times we've planted flowers together. This computer version can be directed. We can look back to see how many flowers we've planted when we are old.” Natalie remained speechless. She did not know how to describe what she saw. The first time she visited Trevon’s place, she 10:411 Chapter 273 felt that his decor was indescribably strange. Now that she knew, she suddenly thought of something “Other than this, where else did you specially design?” Trevon felt that Natalie knew him too well. How could there be only one? He scratched her nose and said. “I can't tell yoru that. If | told you, there won't be any surprises” Natalie answered without thinking. “Are you sure it's a surprise and not a shock” Trevon sneered, “Don’t you like excitement? I'll accompany you to search the entire house | know you're not that timed carry you to take a shower, okay?” “Was this the shock she was talking about? Trevon’s interpretation of the situation was strange”. Natalie thought His voice was deep and doting. He was clearly saying shameless words, but he was not shameless. Has good looks could compensate for his shamelessness.

If a good-looking person acted like a hooligan, it would be flirting. If an ugly person acted like a booligan, it would be harassment.

Natalie felt like she had been duped.

Wouldn't the renovation company find it strange? Natalie asked. Which idiot came up with this design?” Trevon continued to smile sinisterly and took these words as a compliment The person who made you bloom” Natalie's eyes widened again, and her voice suddenly rose as she exclaimed. “So you designed it yourself? She had reason to suspect that Trevon had deliberately left Jasper at the Wilson's residence. It was premeditated.

What a scheming man! Who else would know about such an embarrassing design Natalie asked. “Who supervised this renovation “Jim Don’t worry! He’s not smart enough to think of it that way. He will think that it's for decoration” Natalie was skeptical. “Are you sure?” Trevon nodded to reassure her.