Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 223

Chapter 223 

It was already midnight 

Trevon’s heart was heavy when he left Josephi’s room. The first person he thought of was Natalie. He quickly took out his phone and sent a message to her (Goodnight, my lovel 

He did not think that Josephi’s suspicion was groundless. He had the same thought back then. His body stiffened when he thought that the truth might turn out to be exactly what they suspected 

Natalie was lying in bed. When she was half-asleep, she felt her phone vibrate. She turned to one side and unlocked her phone. It was a message from Trevon 

She scammed the message and typed. [“Have you showered”] 

After sending the message, she felt her heart beat a little Lister. Her face was also flushed red. 

Shortly after. Trevon replied. [Are you waiting for me? Are you waiting to help me shower?] 

Natalie’s grip on the phone tightened Indeed, her earlier message seemed to suggest that she was waiting to help him shower While contemplating how to reply to him, another message from Travon arrived. It’s rather late. I won’t tease you. anymore I’ll keep a tally of what you owe me, and Ill collect next time, with interest | 

On the chatbox, she could tell that Trevon was typing another message. Soon, another message was received. [Rest early. Good night. I miss you! 

As she read through their playful banter in the chatbox, her heart warmed with affection. 

They must be deeply in love with each other. No matter how late it was at rught, he would never fail to send a message to wish her good night, 

The computer game between Ana and Frank was still going on. They had already played several rounds. 

Ava had lost one round. She wriggled her fingers and turned to Natalie. “Natalie, what are you doing? Why do you look so happy? Did Trevon send you a message?” 

Natalie concealed her feelings of joy and changed the subject. “Aren’t you going to sleep? It’s already midnight. Is there already a winner?” 

Although Ava had lost, she still felt very happy. Both of them were evenly matched. She rarely met someone whose skills. were on par with her. She beamed. “Not yet. Oh, forget it. I’ll tell Buddy we’ll play again another day.” 

As she spoke, she started to text Frank (Buddy. I’m logging off now. Let’s play another day 1 

Frank did not reply to Ava’s message. She waited for a while and frowned. “Natalie, does Frank usually not reply to messages?” 

Natalie did not know either. After all, she did not have Frank’s contact information. If it was a few hours ago when Hackett. was still around, she could still ask him “I don’t know, but he doesn’t seem to talk much” 

She uttered in her heart. “Whenever he opens his mouth, only harsh words can be heard. Who can tolerate such rudeness?” 

Suddenly, Natalie got curious. She turned sideways on the bed and supported her head with one hand. “Why did you call him Buddy?” 

Ava was not bothered by Frank’s non-reply. She turned off the computer and placed it on the table. She climbed onto the bed and lay down. With her hands supporting her chin, she said, “Natalie, don’t you think he’s very handsome?” 

Natalie was taken aback. She started to wonder if Ava had fallen for Frank. 

She knew that Frank was not someone Ava could handle. Although he was handsome, he was also aloof and tough-looking. It was obvious that he was not an easy person to get along with 

Natalie warned Ava, “Ava, don’t mess around with him. He’s not one to be trifled with” 

Tilting her head to one side. Ava pondered for a while. “Is he that difficult to get along with? He seems fine, although he doesn’t like to talk much” 

Natalie asked, “Did he reply to your messages tonight?” 

Ava shook her head, looking disappointed. They played several rounds of computer games that night, and Ava would send him messages to ask him some technical questions regarding the game. However, he did not reply to any of her messages. 

Indeed, he was very cold. 

Ava was the one attacking him throughout the night. In turn, he had launched a counter-attack. Other than playing games, there was no interaction between them. 

Frank did not seem provoked even when Ava teased him mercilessly during the game. He merely continued playing after each loss. 

Ava supported her head with her hand, pouting. “No. He didn’t reply to a single message.” 

Natalie did not expect any reply from Frank too. She remembered that Sherri tried to flirt with Frank at the cafe. Back then, he told her he liked women who did not talk a lot. 

At that time, he rejected Sherri without any regard for her feelings. Natalie figured that he only gave his WhatsApp ID to Ava on Trevon’s account. He was not obliged to respond to Ava after that. 

Natalie was convinced that was how Frank felt. No matter how much Ava teased him, he would not respond to her messages. Perhaps it was true that he liked women who talked less 

Ava was talkative, playful, quirky, and competitive. She was especially strong-willed. Indeed, she would not be someone Frank would like. It was a good thing that Frank ignored Ava right from the beginning. 

Natalie turned to look at the phone she was holding in her hand to look at the time. It was already 40 minutes past 12. She stood up and stroked Ava’s head. “Hurry up and go to sleep. Frank is not someone you can mess with. It’s fine to exchange pointers on computer games. Just don’t think about anything else” 

Ava suddenly sat up and snorted, “Hmmph, I must make him talk. Don’t you think it’s uncomfortable for him to hold it in and not speak? I’m sure he will suffocate to death.” 

Natalie was rendered speechless by that remark. 

She wanted to tell Ava that it was holding all inside him. It was Frank’s personality. Some people were introverted, while others were extroverted. Both Ava and Frank belonged to different worlds. 

The next morning, Ava arrived at the airport in Athana. 

She wore a gray pleated skirt and a white blouse with puffed sleeves, and her hair was tied up in a high ponytail. She looked like a high school student, innocent and youthful. It was impossible for anyone to harbor inappropriate thoughts about her.. Any ill intentions about her would be considered criminal. 

Ava stood at the exit and looked around. Ethan stood on one side, watching over her. Not once did he speak up. 

Perhaps Ava had been too engrossed looking around that she did not notice someone standing near her. Frank had already been here for a while. He narrowed his eyes and sized up Ava. 

Frank thought. “She’s too young. So what if she’s good-looking? It feels criminal to even harbor any thoughts about her.” 

Ava turned around and saw a man standing near her. He stood out among the crowd, and she noticed hum immediately. The handsome man looked very conspicuous, and she could pick him out with just one glance. 

Frank was dressed very casually that day. He always liked to have a neat and simple appearance. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. Perhaps the weather was too hot that his sweater was draped loosely around his shoulders with the two sleeves tight in a knot. 

There was a roguish charm about him. 

For a moment, Ava was startled by his appearance. The corners of her mouth soon curled up into a coy smile. “Buddy, are you here to pick someone up too?” 

Frank glanced at the person standing in front of him and replied, “Yes.” 

Ava thought, “Don’t you have anything else to say? Can’t you say something more? Won’t you suffocate to death by keeping everything inside? I’ll suffocate to death if I were you.” 

Ava, the chatterbox. simply would not keep quiet. She continued to find a topic to talk to Frank Buddy, why didn’t you reply to my message yesterday?” 

Frank did not answer. He was wearing black sunglasses, so his eyes were not visible. The sunglasses were very large, covering half of his face. Hence, his face also could not be seen clearly. 

Refusing to give up. Ava continued to chatter away. She was determined to make Frank talk. “Buddy, are you born under the sign of Capricorn?” 

Ethan felt a little embarrassed for Ava. She was talking non-stop, yet Frank seemed to be ignoring her. It was as if he was deat 

Ava’s face soon wore a sense of defeat. Noticing her crestfallen expression through the lens of his sunglasses, Frank replied, 

“No.” 

His answer got Ava excited. “Buddy, you’re finally talking to me. Your voice sounds nice. You should open your mouth and 

talk more in the future.” 

Frank suddenly stood up straight and strode toward the exit. 

Ava turned around and looked in the direction where he was heading. 

Someone wearing a pair of light-colored denim ripped pants and a light green off-shoulder shirt walked out. Both her hands were placed on the handles of two large white suitcases. She was also wearing a pair of white slippers. 

Her straight hair draped over her shoulders like a cascading waterfall. However, her hair was not the same color as a waterfall. She was also wearing a pair of sunglasses, hiding her exquisite facial features.