Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 32

The thunderstorm, the wind, and the rain suddenly arrived. Big raindrops landed on the window, making a crackling sound. It was especially clear in the quiet morning.

The trees in the villa area swayed in the wind. The rain was very heavy, and the sky seemed to have been pierced with a hole. The rain had no intention of stopping.

Natalie had slept too early last night and woke up at 4:30 am. It seemed like she could not ride to the hospital today.

It was impossible to hail a cab in this heavy rain.

Natalie, who prioritized breakfast, didn't think too much about hailing a cab. She got out of bed, walked into the bathroom to wash up, and went downstairs to make breakfast.

Natalie had slept early last night and had not eaten supper. She was woken up by hunger. She planned to make a steak, a sandwich, and a cup of coffee.

Trevon had been in the army for a long time and was very sensitive. He woke up the moment Natalie went downstairs. He pulled open the curtains and took a look. The rain outside the window was pouring. He could not help but frown.

Trevon didn't like rainy days. Not only did he need to hold an umbrella, but the roads were also especially congested.

Trevon basically didn't drive on rainy days.

Just as Natalie was seriously cooking the delicacies and smelling the smell overflowing from the frying pan, the man's low and hoarse voice sounded, "Fry one for me too. I'd like it medium."

The sudden voice startled Natalie. "Oh my god!" She even threw the spatula on the ground.

However, Trevon leaned against the door frame calmly. "When did you become so timid? Haven't you always been quite bold?"

Fighting and winning a man was not a problem. The scene of Natalie hitting someone that day was still vivid in Trevon's mind. Natalie was quick and ruthless. She still broke the opponent's bones even when the opponent had already fallen to the ground.

It was impossible to tell how Natalie was timid. Why was she so afraid that even the shovel fell to the ground?

Natalie glared at Trevon angrily. "Try making a sound suddenly again."

Trevon walked without making any sound, yet he blamed Natalie for being timid. Trevon was such a madman.

"Alright, I was wrong. I'm sorry."

Natalie suddenly turned her head around and sized Trevon up from head to toe. Was this person crazy? He actually apologized?

Was Trevon alright?

After they returned from the Wilson's residence yesterday, their relationship seemed to have changed, but at the same time, nothing seemed to have changed.

Looking at Natalie's incredulous expression, Trevon was displeased. "Natalie, are you being cheap and can't stand others treating you well, or do you have a special fetish that likes people to scold you?"

"You're crazy. You like it when people scold you."

At this moment, Natalie was very childish. She was arguing so much that she no longer had her guard and mask on. This should be the real Natalie. She could not suffer any losses.

Such Natalie was quite cute. She was relentless and wouldn't let it go. Besides, she did not suffer any losses.

Natalie was certain that Trevon was crazy. After being scolded by Natalie, Trevon smiled and even looked very happy.

After a while, two sets of breakfast were served.

Trevon ate slowly. The steak was fried very well.

Trevon glanced up at Natalie and said hoarsely, "Have you studied culinary training before?"

Natalie was a little proud. "Mr. Wilson, you admit that my food is delicious?"

"It's alright"

Natalie didn't believe it. Trevon said so definitely because he thought her food was very delicious, but he didn't admit it.

"I learned my culinary skills from two servants and my grandpa. I started learning from them when I was 10 years old. As for cooking desserts, I learned them outside."

"You sure like to learn. You get involved in everything," Trevon said neutrally.

It seemed like a casual question.

Natalie did not care about his ridicule. This was the mouth of Trevon. Nothing good came out of his mouth.

It was difficult to hear good things from Trevon.

"It's not that I like to learn. When I first started cooking, Grandpa forced me to cook. Actually, I don't like the cooking smell. Every time, I would choke until my tears flowed. My hands were covered in blisters from the oil. However, later on, I realized that I felt a sense of accomplishment after every dish was cooked, so I slowly fell in love with cooking." The process was very difficult, but when they saw the results that they were satisfied with, they would be overjoyed and completely forget the process.

For example, when some people gave birth, Sherri always said that every time she delivered a child, the pregnant women would be in so much pain that they would die. They even said that they would not give birth to a second child.

However, a few years later, they would still have two or three children and completely forget the pain when they gave birth to their first child.

"Your grandpa didn't even feel worried about your hands covered with blisters from the oil. Your grandpa didn't treat you well."

"How can that be? Grandpa just didn't want to teach me to be a useless person who can't do anything." Natalie's eyes were filled with sadness, and her hand that was holding the fork moved from time to time.

How could Natalie's grandfather not treat her well? Other than her mother and grandfather, no one else in the world would treat Natalie so well and love her so much.