Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 336

Chapter 336 

When Trevon returned from the study, Jasper was no longer pretending to be asleep. He was really asleep. His eyelashes were no longer trembling. One could hear his even breathing. This little boy’s peaceful appearance while asleep was quite adorable. 

Trevon stood by the bed, exuding an air of flirtatiousness. His eyes were filled with unmistakable desire. His gaze swept across Natalic, who was watching a video on the bed. “Honey, are you ready?” he said playfully. 

Upon hearing this, Natalie pulled the blanket over and covered her body. Still holding her phone, she reminded. “Mr. Wilson, can you check the quality? Aren’t you afraid that there will be problems with the quality?” 

Then, she unbuttoned one of the buttons on her sleepwear, pointing out the behavior of this unrestrained man. “Look at what you’ve done,” she said. “I don’t even feel comfortable wearing a skirt now. Do you want me to show you the doodles on my thighs?” 

Looking at his handiwork, he was not embarrassed. Instead, he was very pleased. His eyes were filled with amusement. He could not help but smile. “What about my seeds” he said. “They are overflowing now.” 

Natalie said. “When the seeds are overflowing, confiscation is definitely not an option.” 

After thinking for a moment, she thought of a phrase. “Save it up,” she said. “Release it in a few days. I’m afraid I’ll burst from holding it in.” 

Trevon was still unwilling to give up, but he liked the candid conversation with Natalie. Perhaps it was because she had been trained by him a lot, the words she used in this regard were particularly novel nowadays. “I’ll feed you less then,” he said. “Treat it as supper?” 

“No.” Natalie said. “Assess your trustworthiness in this regard first before you talk.” 

Anyway, Natalie did not believe him anymore. There had not been a single time when he kept his promise. He agreed to just a kiss, but it always escalated into something more intimate. The excuse he always gave afterward was that he could not resist as Natalie was so darn beautiful. 

Sometimes, he said he would only do it once, and he did stick to that. However, the foreplay and the process itself took over two hours. There was no difference from doing it twice. 

“Men are deceptive, especially when it comes to trustworthiness in this regard,” Natalie thought. “They definitely could not be trusted kindly.” 

Trevon knew that the “benefits from his wife for the night were not going to be given, so he disappointingly pulled back the blanket and sat down. He pulled the blanket off Natalie’s chest and laughed, saying, “I didn’t intend to force you. Look at how scared you are. Natalie, when did you become so timid, huh?” 

When catching thieves, she charged ahead fearlessly. When fighting, she showed no mercy, striking ruthlessly. However, when it came to sleeping, he managed to scare her away. 

Her arm was gently patted. The two of them looked like an old married couple sitting under the same blanket and holding hands. Natalie said. “If you had acted like a mature person, I wouldn’t have doubted you like this.” 

She did not intend to keep talking about such a meaningless topic. “I’m planning to visit Lena tomorrow and tell her about the wedding date,” she said. 

Trevon did not object. “Sure,” he said. “TI pick you up from work” 

Natalie thought for a moment and said, “Hubby.” 

This was the first time Natalie addressed him like this since they reconciled. Her intention was clearly visible through her eyes, indicating that she had something to say. 

Trevon clearly knew that she had something else to say, but he enjoyed it. He almost broke through his emotional defense when she called him “Hubby” so gently. His eyes turned serious, and he tightened his grip on her hand. “Honey, if you act like this, I may think you’re saying one thing but meaning another,” he said. 

His voice was slightly hoarse. The desire in his eyes resurfaced again. 

Natalie quickly stated her intention, fearing that if she did not, the man without self-control would once again teeter on the edge of losing control. “You will pick me up and drop me off at work tomorrow,” she said. “Can I ride my bike to work in the 

future?” 

Trevon remained silent, not saying anything. He knew that she did not like four-wheel vehicles, but he wanted to send her to work and pick her up from work. 

Natalie said in a systematic and gradual manner, “You worked so hard to plant the seeds a few days ago. Maybe next month you’ll have your little bundle of joy. If that happens, I won’t be able to ride my bike again. There won’t be many days left to ride it. At that time, it’ll just gather dust in the garage.” 

Her remarks were logical and reasonable. There was no fault to pick at. Even though Trevon wanted to express disagreement, he found it difficult to do so. Indeed, if Natalie was pregnant, she could not ride a bike anymore, and this was 

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the only time available for her to ride “Okay,” he said. “Go to bed early” 

Seeing that he agreed, Natalie slowly lay down. 

Natalie believed that in a marriage, couples must communicate and find the middle ground, regardless of whether it was a trivial matter or an important matter. This way, the marriage could then last. Discontentment with one another did not happen overnight Rather, it accumulated over time. 

Trevon lay down and covered her with the blanket. He turned off the lights. Neither of them was sleepy. In the dimness, their eyes met. Trevon asked, “Why did you choose April 18th 

Natalie found a comfortable position in hus arms and nestled quietly inside. She closed her eyes and replied, “The numbers for the date April 8th are not my lucky numbers May 1st is too far away. I want to become Mrs. Wilson a little sooner.” 

He raised his chin slightly pressed has thin lips against hers in the darkness, and sucked gently. The sounds of lips touching and colliding echoed in the quiet room. Natalie’s toes curled up under the blanket. 

In the beginning, it was just a light taste, but in the end, it was unstoppable. A long kiss took place under the blanket, and the temperature under the blanket rose dramatically. Trevon quickly removed the blanket, flipped over, and supported his hands on both sides. His eyes were red. Passion flared up. His voice was hoarse as he said, “Honey, I’m going to… be forceful” 

Natalie held the blanket tightly under her. When she kissed him, she noticed the change in Trevon. Before she could say anything. Trevon leaned down to silence her again with a kiss. The strap on her shoulder slid down to her arm. 

Blush spread inch by inch, and the symphony of love played again. The high and low notes kept overlapping. The trees outside the window danced and swayed along. 

It was as if this piece of music was very pleasant and refreshing, playing endlessly. 

At the Roberts family’s home, Rose had finished taking a shower. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room downstairs and playing with her phone. She replied to Ava’s message on Fairy Fortress. [Remember to miss me. Scratch that. You should be missing my brother] 

Rose texted. [I can’t get over my brother’s milkshake, but considering he spent a whopping 60 dollars on it, I’ve been trying hard to convince myself that his flashy move is a way of showing his love for me.] 

Ava burst into laughter. She could not get over this joke. [Hahaha.) 

Sherri sensed that there might be some juicy gossip being discussed. (What milkshake: 60 dollars? Are milkshakes that expensive? Is it bought from a new place in Athana?] 

Sherri could not believe there was a milkshake that cost 60 dollars, wondering what ingredients could possibly justify such a high price 

She thought, “Swift grain? 

“Or caviar?” 

Tonight, only Natalie was quiet. She did not participate in the group chat at all. 

Rose recounted the incident in the group chat. 

Sherri sent an emoji that conveyed a surprised expression. [Oh my god. Your brother is so creative. He used a metal bucket to hold a milkshake. It cracks me up. 

Sherri could not stop enjoying the gossip and laughing. [Rose, can I ask you out of curiosity? Did you finish it in the end?] 

Rose sent a shocked emoji. [Do I look like a pig to you?] 

Sherri texted, [Hahahahaha. I can’t take it anymore. My stomach is cramping. Your brother is a super-duper genius. I’m impressed] 

Sherri texted. [From now on, whenever I order a milkshake, I may think of a milkshake in a metal bucket.] 

Rose texted. [Right now, I can’t see metal buckets in my line of sight. I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself and stomp on Frank the Smarty-Pants.] 

Frank the Smarty-Pants was the new nickname given to Frank by Rose after the incident with the metal bucket milkshake. 

Rose texted, [Wasting food is shameful, so I took all the sealed cups from his cabinet and filled them up. I’ve been nauseous from drinking them for the past few days. Don’t mention the word “milkshake” to me anymore. Thanks.]