Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 76 The vehicle maneuvered through the congested street, merging with the gloomy night and mirroring the man’s somber mind With furrowed brows and sharp angles, Trevon's dark eyes were concealed beneath layers of coldness, partially veiled by their half-closed state He pondered, “From the day of our marriage to last night's bitter separation, we shared the same roof for nearly two months. The New Year is just a few days away, and our agreement was supposed to last until the first month. But why does my heart feel suffocated and trapped, as if it's holding its breath in my chest? Could it be that | can't truly let go? No, that's impossible. It must be because no one has ever challenged my rules. We agreed on three months, and it should be me who decides when it comes to an end” Jimi's hand trembled as he pressed down on the accelerator, stealing a glance at the rearview mirror. Summoning his courage, he spoke. “Mr. Wilson, if you can’t bear to be without Mrs Wilson, then go after her.” Jim silently mused, “Although the marriage has ended, and it was ended unilaterally, as long as Mr. Wilson is willing to pursue her, he should be able to win her back. With sincerity, even an iron pestle can be ground down to a needle* Upon hearing the sound, Trevon slowly opened his eyes, his brows slightly furrowing Which eye of yours witnessed my reluctance to part with her?” Hearing that, Jim silently murmured, “Mr. Wilson is incredibly stubborn Clearly, he’s hesitant deep down. Otherwise, why would he visit the Wilson's residence in the middle of the night? Is he going there to celebrate his newfound singlehood? Your gloomy expression doesn't betray any signs of happiness. It's evident that you're feeling uneasy.” In his mind, he criticized his boss a thousand times over.

Soon, the car came to a halt at the entrance of the Wilson's residence.

Stepping out of the car, the man made a beeline for the main gate of the Wilson's residence Jim parked the car and waited inside. It was wiser not to enter and delve into the situation at a time like this. Knowing too much only hastened one’s demise, even though he was already aware of a fair amount.

Trevon, his face expressionless and cold, headed towards Theo's room. Along the way, he was intercepted by Gage, the butler.

“Mr. Wilson, Mr. Theo is already asleep.

He locked his gaze onto Gage, searching for any hint of falsehood on his face. “I know he’s not asleep. | have a few questions to ask, and it won't take long” Gage felt unease as Trevon's overpowering aura signaled that he was aware of what happened that night and was enraged. “Mr.

Wilson, Lassure you, Mr. Theo is truly asleep. Mrs Wilson visited tonight, and it affected Mr. Theo's mood. His blood pressure spiked, and he took medication betore Calling asleep. He kept complaining of a headache before going to bed. 1 suspect he can't bear to see Mrs. Wilson leave and kept muttering about arranging a marriage ceremony, fearing that Mrs. Wilson would never set foot into the Wilson's residence again.” Trevon deciphered the underlying meaning in Gage’s words, and his expression darkened further. Tl return tomorrow.” With those words, he exited the Wilson's residence.

The cabin’s temperature naturally dropped inside the car, sending a bone-chilling sensation through its occupants. Jim's hand trembled as he inquired. “Mr. Wilson, where are we headed?” After a brief pause, Trevon parted his lips and replied, “We're going to Phoenix Manor,” Upon receiving the command, Jim steered the vehicle towards Trevon’s private villa, adhering to his desires.

While driving. Jun reflected, “Phoenix Manor is Mr. Wilson's residence after he moved out of the Wilson's residence. He used to live there before getting married, but after the marriage. Mr. Theo asked him to relocate to Adare Manor and live with Mrs. Wilson for at least three months.

“Little did he know that he would return before the three-month adjustment period.

“On second thought, he can't possibly stay at Adare Manor tonight. The odor there could suffocate anyone. | can't believe Mrs.

Wilson was audacious enough to think of stinking up the place with durians.

“She even activated the central air conditioning to circulate the smell. This scent probably won't dissipate for at least a week...

In his heart, Jim silently gave a thumbs-up to Natalie.

“Truly, she is my idol. She's the only one who can discipline Mr. Wilson,” thought Jim.

After a moment. Trevon issued a cold instruction, “Cease all projects between the Sullivan family and the Wilson Group” “Yes, sir,” Jim promptly replied.

Following his words, Trevon closed his eyes and feigned dozing off At the same time. Sherri drove her own Mercedes-Benz to Edward's Evergreen Gardens.

Struggling with two large suitcases, she entered the elevator and swiftly arrived on the 28th floor “This number is quite htting Edward is also 28 this year. If people don't know he purchased it years ago, they might assume he chose the floor based on age,” she contemplated As for why Edward acquired such a high floor, it was to gain a broader perspective and a commanding view of the surroundings.

They say it's beneficial to have an elevated vantage point.

Sherri, breathing heavily, settled on the suitcase and pressed the doorbell since she didn’t know the password.

Having just finished showering. Natalie donned a coat and opened the door.

Sherri genumely felt joyous to be able to live with her best friend and commute together every day.

Sherri enveloped Natalie in a tight Inig as soon as the door swung open. The embrace was unexpectedly forceful, causing Natalie to stagger back a few steps.

“You scared me! What mischief are you up to?” Natalie playfully exclaimed.

Sherri pretended to pout and said, “You're not very enthusiastic Aren't you happy to see me?” While dragging the luggage inside, Natalie hung the towel she used to dry her hair around her neck and retorted, “What do you think? It's late, and | haven't slept. Why would you think otherwise?” Sherri finally felt at ease and beamed, saying. That's more like it. I'll give you some credit.” Placing a platter of barbecued food on the coffee table. Sherri lounged on the sofa and remarked. “Aren't | reliable? Look, | brought so many things you enjoy eating.” Natalie asked. “Got it. You're the best. Shall we share a room, or will you sleep in your brother's room?” Sherri pondered momentarily and replied, “Let's share a room. Edward doesn’t appreciate others sleeping in his bed, so we should avoid that to prevent getting scolded” Natalie placed all of Sherri's belongings in the guest room alongside hers.

After completing several tasks, Natalie went to the bathroom to blow-dry her hair and said, ‘I'll dry my hair first. Help yourself to anything you find in the fridge.

Sherri mischievously smiled and said. “You're so quick! Did you buy everything to welcome me?” Opening the fridge, Sherri was slightly taken aback and said, “Natalie, you don’t have to be so formal. It's almost embarrassing to be welcomed like this” Natalie was blow-drying her hair inside the bathroom, and the sound of the hairdryer muffled most of what Sherri said. Assuming Sherri was addressing her. Natalie casually responded. “Hmm, you decide. I'll be out in a moment.” Sherri perceived this as her best friend's enthusiasm and felt clated. She retrieved a bottle of citrus juice.

Before long. Natalie finished blow-drying her hair and casually tied it up into a bun.

Seated on the floor, Natalie opened the juice bottle, took a sip, and asked, “Did your mom agree to you moving out like this Sherri lifted a meat skewer, took a bite, and exclaimed, “My mom disagreed, but my brother did. | told him | was concerned about your safety and would accompany you. In this household, Edward's words have the same effect on my mom as painkillers.” Natalie was rendered speechless, and she thought, ‘She’s quite bold to take such measures just to move out with me.” Sherri recalled something her mother, Juana, mentioned before leaving, “By the way, my mom said you should come to our house for New Year's. I'll be lively with many people, and my mom loves a vibrant atmosphere.” Natalie smiled, touched by the gesture. ‘No, | want to spend New Year's with Mr. Theo. After the New Year, I'll be going abroad, and | won't have much time to visit him. Besides, the two aunts in the mansion are alone. I'll go back and make pizzas with them.” Sherri felt a twinge of sadness and inquired, “Okay, tell me about the divorce. Is the City Hall operating 24 hours now: Natalie chuckled and replied. “What are you thinking? Mr. Theo arranged for someone to work overtime, and Trevon wasn't around. We can say it was a one-sided divorce.” Sherri took a bite of a potato chip and opened her mouth wide. Natalie reached out and playfully closed her friend's chin Collecting her thoughts, Sherri speculated, ‘But it can’t be a sham, right?” “No, | checked the City Hall's internal network. It shows that | am officially divorced. It's real,” Natalie reassured her.

Sherri nodded in response, saying, “That's good. It seems Mr. Theo is still a good person and very reasonable.” She never expected Natalie's divorce to proceed so smoothly without Mr. Wilson's cooperation. She also admired Mr. Theo's clever move, silently turning Trevon into a divorced man.

Natalie couldn't resist sharing her mischievous act, “I did something significant tonight.” Sherri, an expert in gossip, sat up straight and eagerly urged, “Tell me, tell me!” Satisfying her friend's curiosity. Natalie recounted, “I bought two packs of durian and a pack of blue cheese pasta. | had the pasta for dinner and opened all the durian packets. | left them open for about half an hour while setting the central air conditioning in the living room to 30 degrees. It filled the room with the smell. Afterward, | packed up the durian flesh and left the shells in the living room and some leftover pasta cream. It must be quite pungent by now.” Upon hearing the story, Sherri burst into uncontrollable laughter, clapping her hands and giving Natalie two thumbs up. She cheered, “You're the most amazing woman in Athana! | bet Mr. Wilson will have a lifetime of trauma regarding these two things!” Sherri laughed throughout the night, reminiscing and bursting into laughter again, leaving Natalie speechless.

Sherri eventually settled down before going to sleep.

After not sharing a bed, the two finished their late-night snack and intermittently chatted for a few hours before drifting off to sleep The following day,