Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 39 At 9:05 p.m., Natalie and Sherri parted ways at the entrance of the hospital and went home.

There were many nightbirds in Athana. On the road, there was an endless stream of cars. The sound of horns and the roar of exhaust were deafening.

When she got home, Natalie wanted to get some supper. However, she remembered that she had not bought any ingredients for a few days.

There was no durian, and Trevon was about to go. home.

The thought of buying durian was completely gone.

The moment Natalie thought of Trevon, Trevon was home, Just as Natalie was about to open the door, a bright light blinded her.

Natalie turned to look at the bright spot. It was indeed Trevon’s Koenigsegg. The man got out of the car as handsomely as ever.

He tidied up his suit, which did not have a single crease, and walked. toward Natalie with his long legs. In a daze, Natalie felt he looked a little like Prince Charming.

The lights of the car elongated Trevon’s figure, and the spotlights completely fell on him.

It was a feeling of a show.

Trevon stared at her exquisite little face and glanced at the black motorcycle. It was really difficult to connect this motorcycle to her. “Why don’t you ride the motorcycle to the garage?” Natalie raised her head and looked at the man’s well-defined handsome face. “It won't rain tomorrow, and | can’t be bothered to park inside. Isn't the courtyard quite big?” It meant that Natalie could park her motorcycle in the courtyard.

Without another word, the man opened the door and entered the villa.

With his back facing Natalie, Trevon asked, “What are you going to do tonight?” Natalie looked puzzled. “What?” Chapter 30 What else could Natalie do when she got home? Of course, it was to sleep.

A cold and indifferent voice sounded. “Supper.” “I didn’t buy any ingredients. Are you hungry?” After changing his shoes, Trevon turned around and faced Natalie. “There’s some in the fridge. Go see what you can cook.” “Okay.” Natalie opened the refrigerator.

As expected, it was filled with all kinds of ingredients. It was very fresh. “Did you ask Mr. Hawk to buy it today?” Trevon didn’t really like this sentence, but it was indeed bought by Jim.

“Yes.” Trevon said to the woman who was rummaging through the fridge, “I want to eat Spaghetti Bolognese.” Natalie's hand paused in the act of rummaging through the refrigerator. “Are you sure?” Natalie asked, verifying each word.

Natalie remembered very clearly that when she ate Spaghetti Bolognese last time, this person had a look of disdain and looked like she had poisoned him. However, he wanted to eat Spaghetti Bolognese now. Was he crazy? Could it be that Natalie's culinary skills had conquered Trevon's stomach? “Yes.” After getting an affirmative answer, Natalie quickly prepared to make Spaghetti Bolognese. She also wanted to eat it tonight.

Afraid that Trevon would dislike it, she could only cook something else.

At this moment, Natalie thought Trevon was very pleasing to the eye.

In a good mood, Natalie said happily, “Do you want more tomatoes? It smells good.” From the angle of him on the sofa, Trevon could see the happiness in Natalie's eyes. She was really easy to satisfy. A bowl of Spaghetti Bolognese made her so happy.

Chapter 39 Natalie wasn't even as happy as she was when she married Trevon.

Trevon felt alright before comparing the two things. However, he suddenly felt a little depressed. He got up and went straight upstairs to take a shower. He didn’t answer her about the tomatoes.

Since Natalie didn’t get a reply, she didn’t mind. She shrugged. It was rare for her to be that happy today, so she would add more tomatoes to it. If Trevon didn’t want to eat them, she could eat herself.

Half an hour later, Trevon arrived at the dining room. When he saw the two steaming bowls of Spaghetti Bolognese on the table, his mood instantly improved.

Without any nonsense, Trevon started eating. During this period, Trevon did not say that he did not want tomatoes.

From time to time, Natalie would glance at the tomatoes in his bowl. The man noticed that her burning gaze was on his bowl.

“What's wrong?” Natalie tried to hide her embarrassment. “No, | just wanted to ask you how it tastes.” “Just s0-s0,” Trevon said expressionlessly.

Natalie shouldn't have asked it. It was difficult to hear something nice. from his mouth. If it wasn't delicious, why did he eat it all? He finished all tomatoes and had already drunk half a bowl of soup.

Why was Trevon so stubborn? “Well, | used a little too many ingredients for supper tonight. Do | need to pay?” The Spaghetti Bolognese at night was very rich. When Natalie saw that there was shredded meat in the fridge, she added it, pickled vegetables, green vegetables, small yellow croaker, and tomatoes.

According to the restaurant's custom price, the Spaghetti Bolognese would cost at least 20 dollars. However, judging from the color of this little yellow croaker, it might be more than that. In that case, Natalie might have to pay.

After a while, the man took the last sip of the soup and wiped his mouth. elegantly. He leaned lazily against the back of the chair and stared at Natalie without blinking. “Then do you want to pay?” Chapter 39 Fuck, the ball was under Natalie's feet again. Natalie wasn’t a rich woman, and she definitely didn’t want to pay.

Trevon pressed his tongue against his teeth and said in a handsome manner, “Give me your WhatsApp number.” “What for?” “In the future, if you want to transfer money, just transfer it to me. Jim. was embezzled from you.” His expression did not change as Trevon slandered Jim.

Jim was too pitiful. Jim wanted to say that it was Trevon who asked him to keep it. Trevon didn’t lack this bit of money.

Natalie seemed to have heard something earth-shattering. “Mr. Wilson, you're not joking, right? Mr. Hawk embezzled 86 dollars.” Did Trevon take Natalie for a fool? Was Trevon short of 86 dollars or Trevon short of 86 dollars? With his usual serious expression, Trevon had already opened the QR code of WhatsApp and placed his phone on the table, obviously indicating for Natalie to scan it. “Perhaps | forgot. I'll ask tomorrow.” Natalie was helpless. She could only take out her phone from her pocket and scan the QR code.

It didn’t matter. Natalie would scan it first. At most, she would blocklist Trevon in two months.

Trevon passed the friend verification in a second.

It was very normal. It was as if Trevon had really added Natalie for the sake of money in the future. After adding Natalie as a friend, Trevon naturally held his phone in his hand.

Unbeknownst to Natalie, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

“You don't have to pay for today. The Spaghetti Bolognese was not bad.” At night, Trevon, who was in the master bedroom, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. He picked up his phone and called the Wilson's residence.

The woman on the other end of the line was already a little sleepy. “Trevon, it's so late. What's the matter?” Rachel knew her cold and heartless son too well. The number of times Clupter 30 Trevon called Rachel 365 days a year could be counted on one hand. Basically, every time Rachel called Trevon, he would hang up after saying less than five words. There must be something wrong this time. Otherwise, Trevon would not call her for no reason.

“When is dad coming back?” “Are you looking for him for something? He'll be back in two days. It's cold. His legs are not good, and it's not good for long outings.” “Okay.” After receiving the message, Trevon was about to hang up.

“Wait. | want to ask you something.” “Mom, what's wrong?” “Your grandpa said that you signed a three-month agreement with that woman. It's almost a month now. What plans do you have next? | won't interfere with your decisions, but this woman really can’t help you in your career, nor can she help you share any pressure. Think about it carefully.” “Mom, | don’t need anyone to consolidate my position. My position isn’t secured by a woman. If Grandpa doesn’t force me to marry her, | will still be the successor sooner or later. Grandpa will never agree to let Max be the successor. You know this very well.” “Alright, it's good that you've thought it through. I'm just saying. You know what your relationship is the most. Only you know if your shoes fit or not. But to be honest, she doesn’t look like a rich young lady now. If you want to bring her out, she definitely won't be presentable. If you really like her, I'll teach her. After all, she’s the Wilson family’s granddaughter-in-law. Don’t damage your reputation because of her.” Rachel could already hear a hint of relief in Trevon’s tone. Trevon was no longer as cold to Natalie as before.

“I don't like her. Mom, we'll talk about this later. Go to bed early.” Looking at the black screen, Rachel sighed. Trevon had never interacted with women before. It seemed that he had fallen into Theo's trap.

However, Rachel really did not like Natalie.

No matter what, Rachel felt that Trevon deserved a better woman. However, if Trevon was really happy, she might take a step back and try to accept it.