Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 23

Although the rain wasn't heavy, it fell lightly on her, giving her a slight chill.

On the busy street, people hurriedly walked by, some without umbrellas, running quickly in the rain, perhaps trying to avoid the impending downpour. The traffic jam was very common in Athana, and the drizzle only made it worse.

Fortunately, her vehicle wasn't a four-wheeler and could move through the streets and alleys.

Looking up, Natalie saw dark clouds dominating another corner of the sky. Trying to escape the rain, she darted in and out of the gaps between cars, like a running rabbit. The flow of vehicles somewhat limited her speed.

"Mr. Wilson, it's Mrs. Wilson," said Jim. Trevon finished work early this evening. Frank and Hackett had come to look for him this afternoon, so he had no intention of going out again.

Jim, with sharp eyesight, immediately noticed the motorbike weaving through the traffic. The license plate was still fresh in his memory.

Trevon paused from flipping through the files, raised his gaze toward the window, and saw the woman riding on a motorbike continuously darting between the vehicles, her movements agile. It was clear that she was always like this.

However, seeing her getting wet in the rain without a raincoat furrowed Trevon's brow. He lightly parted his lips and instructed Jim, "Go and buy a better raincoat for her tomorrow and tell her it was you who bought it."

Trevon's words shocked Jim, who couldn't help but observe Trevon's expression through the rearview mirror.

Jim saw an expressionless face, as if it was just a random remark.

"Did I misunderstand it?" Jim wondered. "Is Mr. Wilson starting to fall for Mrs. Wilson?"

However, Jim had confidence in Natalie. He believed that she would definitely be able to make Trevon fall in love with her, without a doubt.

Thinking about it, Jim felt extremely happy. After all, once he saw how Trevon tried to pursue his wife, he could quietly make money by sharing those happy moments he had seen with Terrell. "Happiness shared is happiness doubled," he murmured inwardly. "Yes, this is a profitable project!"

The car stopped at Adare Manor, and Jim was still in a cheerful mood.

Trevon lifted his dim and unclear gaze, looking toward the bright and spacious living room of the villa. "Why are you looking so happy and foolish?"

Jim, who was interrupted by Trevon, was momentarily stunned. "It's nothing."

Trevon gave him a disdainful look. "Go buy a raincoat now."

"Huh?" Jim couldn't believe what he had heard.

"Oh, Mr. Wilson," he thought, "we're already home. Why do you want to buy a raincoat? What were you doing just now? It's not going to rain tomorrow. Why are you in such a hurry?"

However, Jim had no other choice. Under the pressure of his boss, he had to start the engine again.

Inside the kitchen at Adare Manor, Natalie was feeling a bit hungry. She was rummaging through the fridge for food, not realizing that she had forgotten to restock recently as she was busy.

The fridge was empty. There was nothing inside, not even vegetables or eggs.

However, her stomach was growling with hunger. She had thought about taking a shower because she got drenched. But then she realized that after cooking, she would be covered in oil fumes and have to take a shower again. Therefore, she decided to eat first and then shower. Suddenly, she remembered that there was a durian in the kitchen.

To eat or not to eat? That was the question. Natalie remembered the next night after getting married, she was eating durian, and Trevon handed her a premarital agreement with a disgusted expression on his face.

"He probably won't be back so early," Natalie thought. "It's not even 9 o'clock yet.