Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 48

Natalie came out after the shower.

Natalie saw that the man was already sitting on the bed and reading a book in a refined and noble manner. His golden-framed glasses shone brightly under the light.

It added a refined aura to Trevon. When one was handsome, anything could be the best accessory.

After Natalie was stunned for a few seconds, Trevon, who noticed the woman's gaze, calmly sat on the bed and continued to pretend.

Natalie scratched the back of her ear and clenched her fists as if gathering her courage. She walked to the bed and gently lifted the blanket.

Natalie was not sleepy at all. She could not lie down and pretend to be asleep, right? The atmosphere was a little awkward and oppressive.

Natalie wanted to find something to do. She took out her phone and opened her collection of suture videos and surgery videos. Natalie did as she thought of it. Thinking that Trevon probably didn't like watching such a bloody scene, Natalie put on her Bluetooth headset.

Once Natalie saw this kind of video, she would be very serious and engrossed. She would carefully observe every point and action.

Natalie looked at the video. She completely forgot the awkward atmosphere of the two of them sitting together under the blanket and did not notice that the man's gaze had shifted from the moment she turned on the video to her phone screen.

However, Natalie could hear the sound, but Trevon could not.

The man couldn't help but wonder why a woman liked to watch such bloody dissections before bed. "Does it look good?"

Natalie was so engrossed in watching that she was still fantasizing about practicing that move next time. She didn't notice that something was wrong. "Yes, it looks good. Look at this hand speed..." She immediately raised her head when she realized that something was wrong. The top of her head hit the man's chin, causing him to frown in pain.

Trevon was in so much pain that he raised his voice. "Natalie, you're murdering your husband. You did it on purpose, right?"

Natalie said timidly, "I'm sorry. I didn't know you were over my head. I thought you were reading."

Why was this person not reading books and watching her videos?

"So you think it's my fault!" Trevon rolled his eyes at Natalie. What a heartless woman.

Natalie muttered softly, "It was."

Natalie's words were muffled. Trevon rubbed his chin and didn't hear her. "What did you say? Louder."

Natalie lied. "No. I said I was sorry. Look up, and I'll take a look at it for you."

This time, Trevon listened to Natalie's instructions obediently and slowly raised his head for her to examine.

Natalie gently lifted Trevon's chin with one hand and slowly touched the place where he had been hit with the other. It seemed to be a little bruised, but he was fine.

Finishing the checkup, Natalie stared at Trevon with bright eyes and asked, "It's a little bruised. I'll get some ice for you to apply."

Trevon rejected Natalie coldly. "Natalie, it's winter now. Are you asking me to apply some ice? Do you want to freeze me to death?"

Natalie was stunned for a moment. Trevon was so difficult to serve.

It was Natalie's fault, and she had no choice but to take care of Trevon. This was the first time she realized that this man, who had always been refined and noble, was a little shameless and difficult to deal with.

"Lie down, and I'll rub it for you. There's ointment in Adare Manor. I didn't massage the bruise for you here. It might hurt a little. Bear with it."

Trevon raised his head slightly. Her petite hand was gently pinching his chin and rubbing it again and again. It did hurt a little.

The fluctuation of her body and impatience surpassed the pain in his chin. Trevon lowered his eyes and looked at this serious woman.

Trevon's gaze wandered across her face. Natalie's eyes were like the sea of stars, moving down to her slender neck and then to the part of her chest that protruded out, making one's imagination run wild.

Their faces were only a few inches apart. Trevon could touch her if he lowered his head slightly. The warm breath she exhaled landed on his face, stimulating his skin inch by inch.

Trevon's Adam's apple couldn't help but move once more. His gaze once again turned to her tender lips, and he unconsciously averted his gaze. He turned his head away and didn't let her massage it anymore. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Alright, go to sleep. I'll go out for a while."

The man quickly lifted the blanket and got out of bed. He put on a jacket and took the cigarette and lighter from the bedside.

When Natalie saw his cigarette, she remembered that he had not smoked much since he moved into Adare Manor. It was amazing.

Natalie continued to watch the dissection video.

A moment later, Natalie was about to lie down when Trevon came in from the balcony outside, bringing in a cold aura.

Natalie thought that Trevon was going to bed, so she consciously went to sleep beside the bed. However, the man went straight to the bathroom. After a while, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Was this person a clean freak? Didn't he just take a shower? Did he have to take a shower again after smoking?

Even if the water bill was free, he couldn't take a shower so frequently.

Rich people were so picky.

Natalie did not think too much about it. Firstly, she was careless and felt that Trevon did not have any thoughts about her. Secondly, she was still a little tired from yesterday's heavy work and fell asleep in a short while.

However, Natalie slept very close to the side of the bed and even placed a sweater in the middle. It was not to guard against Trevon but because she was afraid that she would cross the line and make him unhappy.

After coming out of the shower, the man lifted the blanket and lay down. He felt something uncomfortable under the blanket.

The moment Trevon lifted the blanket and saw the sweater again, his face darkened.

The same thing was viewed differently in the eyes of different people.

Different thoughts and perspectives resulted in different outcomes.

At this moment, Trevon thought that the reason Natalie placed such a piece of clothing was to guard against him.