Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 400

Trevon sat on the bed with a smile on his face. He hadn’t expected Natalie to figure it out so quickly. He

had thought she was clever before, but now he was even more impressed.

Her confident tone indicated that she had pretty much guessed everything. He quickly apologized,

“Honey, I was wrong. I was just worried about you being pregnant. There won’t be any issues between

me and Frank. A fight will resolve everything

When handling issues, men would not play guessing games as women did. They would also not be

petty and fall out with each other. It was resolved through fighting, whether it was with Frank or Hackett.

There was hardly anything that could not be resolved through a fight. If it could not be resolved, it was

probably not even worth fighting over.

Natalie deliberately pressed a cotton swab against the injured comer of Trevon’s mouth, causing him to

wince in pain. Still, he maintained a smile and said, “Are you trying to murder your husband?”

After Natalie had tended to his wound and packed away the medical kit, she said, “I haven’t planned on

being a widow. You’ll do just fine. Even if I look elsewhere, I might not find anyone better than you.”

Trevon knew she was being playful. “I just love it when you praise me. Say more nice things.”

“I don’t feel like arguing with you. Did Rose tell Frank?”

Natalie didn’t want to continue such a meaningless conversation.

Standing between his legs, she leaned against his waist as he held her. He glanced at her belly, then

looked up at her. “Rose probably told Frank, but he might need some time to process it.”

Natalie didn’t question why Rose hadn’t told them. She understood that even the closest relationships

have their secrets. They could not share everything. For example, Natalie didn’t want to bring up their

family matters.

Even the closest people should have a quiet secret space.

Sometimes, not asking was a form of politeness.

Meanwhile, at the Roberts family villa.

Inside the yard, Frank had arrived half an hour earlier, but he hadn’t gone upstairs. He sat in the car,

smoking one cigarette after another.

His face clouded with a deep frown and restlessness. Trevon had a point. Rose was 26 years old, and

it was not easy to fall in love with someone. One could confine a person but not their heart.

Even though Rose wasn’t allowed to interact with Edward, what could they do if Rose wasn’t happy?

She had already been hurt once in matters of the heart. It was taboo for the entire family.

Frank lost count of how many cigarettes he had smoked. The pack was empty. He couldn’t be bothered

to open the new one. Then, he rubbed his tired eyes, opened the car door, and stepped out.

He gently closed the door.

The Roberts family villa was quiet, but the living room was brightly lit. His parents were no longer sitting

on the couch.

Frank’s mood was heavy as he glanced at the second-floor location. He lowered his head to change

his shoes, then headed upstairs. His hands were in his pockets, lacking the usual nonchalance and

rebelliousness.

Just as he was about to head to his room, Rose opened the door. Her brother had been ignoring her,

and she couldn’t sleep. He had never been so angry before.

“Frank” Seeing the cut at the corner of her brother’s mouth, Rose was momentarily speechless and

unable to muster her usual cheekiness

Frank halted in his tracks and glanced at Rose. He could not stay mad at her. What could she have

done wrong? As Trevon had said, matters of the heart weren’t easily controlled, just like his feelings for

Ava.

It could have been a split second.

It could have been a single point in time.

It might have been her one gesture that captured his heart. Sometimes, even he couldn’t distinguish

the exact cause.

He turned and approached Rose. She stepped aside, making room for him to enter. She lowered her

head, resembling a student who had made a mistake, waiting for a teacher’s reprimand.

Frank sat down on Rose’s bed. He looked at his sister, who had her head bowed at the door. “I haven’t

scolded you yet, but you’re already in position.”

Rose thought about the cut on her brother’s mouth and fetched the medical kit, placing it on the bed

and opening it. She took out some medicine and helped Frank clean the wound. Frank didn’t resist this

time and sat still.

However, his mind was contemplating something. After a while, he spoke up. ‘Do you really like him?”

Of course, he was referring to Edward.

Rose’s hand holding the cotton swab hesitated and pressed a little too hard accidentally, causing Frank

to furrow his brow. Still, he didn’t say anything. When he met Rose’s misty eyes, his heart softened and

ached. “Don’t cry. It’s just a cut, not a major injury. Hold your tears in.”

“Okay. The usually unruly younger sister suddenly became docile. Frank couldn’t explain the discomfort

he felt in his heart.

After tending to his wound, Frank didn’t intend to leave. He fell silent for a moment. Then, he said to his

sister, who had put away the medical kit, “Stay here. Let’s talk for half an hour.”

Rose sat unusually docilely next to Frank. She thought Frank had gone to fight Edward and wanted to

ask but didn’t dare. In the end, she chose not to ask and cautiously took a seat.

Frank placed his hands on the bed behind him, leaned back, and turned his head to look at his

unusually quiet sister. “So, your recent meditation revealed that you’ve developed feelings for Edward.

You’re trying to forget this emotion, to let it die and mourn for it.”

Rose nodded, unable to hide the truth.

Seeing his sister nadding so honestly, Frank felt a pang of guilt. Rose had been meditating for a long

time recently, and he hadn’t investigated why. He thought it was just a phase, a sudden whim. He was

perplexed by her unusual thoughts during their ride together these past few days. “Do you have a slight

liking for Edward, or do you really like him?”

Frank’s question was straightforward. He needed to understand.

Seeing her sister stay silent and tears trickling down from her eyes, wetting her pajama pants, Frank

sat up straight. He reached out, pulling her shoulder into his embrace and gently patting it. “Why are

you crying? Even if the sky falls, I’ll protect you. I owe you that

This statement made Rose cry even harder. Her tears soaked into Frank’s chest. He used his other

hand to rub his temple. “That’s enough. Stop crying.

Rose sat up. pulled out a tissue from the bedside table, and wiped her tears while sniffling. She

scolded Frank, “You’re being biased. If Ava cried, you would’ve handed her tissues long ago. I cried for

so long, and you didn’t even offer me a tissue. You’re such a double standard guy.”

“My clothes are more expensive than tissues. Be content. Baby Ava isn’t as troublesome as you.”

Frank retorted with a disdainful glance at his sister. As he said this, he even shifted his butt slightly,

retrieving a whole pack. of tissues and handing it over to her. “Here’s a pack. Is that enough?”

With a nasal tone, Rose mumbled, “I’m not planning on causing a flood or breaking a dam.

“I’m not planning on flooding our home either. Grace and William spent a lot to build it. I’ll control

myself.

“Are you feeling better now, or do you want to continue crying a bit more? Don’t start crying again

before I even ask a couple of questions,” Frank said.

“Go ahead and ask. I promise to be completely honest and not hide anything”

Rose straightened her posture, adopting the appropriate attitude.

“When did this start? How many times have you interacted with him?” Frank’s expression turned cold

as he delved into the topic. He had no idea about their development.

He couldn’t believe his sister had kept him in the dark.

Rose’s eyes flickered as she counted on her fingers. Frank watched her as she bent one finger after

another, and he couldn’t help but feel exasperated. His temples throbbed, and the anger he had

suppressed began to rise again. Were all the bodyguards of the Roberts family dead?

Impatiently, he said. “Just get to the point. Stop counting with your fingers”

Rose was honest, afraid of making a mistake in counting. She continued to fold her fingers, recounting

one and then another. “Actually, it’s not that many times. One time was when we had pizza together

before. Another time was when I came back from Sapphire City, and 1 met him when I got off work. He

wasn’t feeling well, so I escorted him home. Then there was a time at the dock when I accidentally hit

his car. And another time was when Samson came to the hospital to cause trouble…”

Frank became even more irritated after hearing Samson’s name. He interrupted her, saying, “Who

caused trouble for you?”

Rose didn’t want to mention that name again, but since this was supposed to be a candid discussion,

she repeated, “Samson. He came to the hospital to ask for 2 million dollars from me and wanted to get

back together. I’m not foolish enough to fall for that. He tried to drag me away, but Edward caught him

and took him to the police station.”

Listening to her, Frank’s anger grew. The Roberts family’s bodyguards were almost useless. “Are you

mute? You’re usually so good at blabbering. Why didn’t you mention this matter at all? You’re talking

about things that don’t matter and not saying what you should.”

Rose retorted, “This matter has already been resolved. Besides, you’ve been busy, and Mom and Dad

are busy too. I see Grace and the others looking tired every day. Plus, Samson hasn’t come to bother

me again, so I didn’t think much of it.”

Rose analyzed her thoughts..

“Continue.” Frank wanted to understand how long they had been in contact without his knowledge,

enough to make his sister develop feelings so quickly

“Let me continue. Where did I leave off? Oh, I don’t need you to remind me. After the hospital, it was at

the church, where I coincidentally met him while I was there praying for your and Ava’s happiness. He

offered to take me back. I don’t want people to think that I’m directionally challenged, and I don’t want

to have drivers escort me everywhere. I still wanted to have some dignity. I’m not a celebrity.

“After that, it was in Artroyland. He happened to be attending a friend’s grand opening, so we hung out

there for a bit. Then we all came back to Athana. That’s it. We haven’t seen each other since then.”

Having finished her explanation, Rose nodded confidently, indicating that was pretty much the extent of

it.

She signaled Frank to speak his thoughts.

Frank was momentarily speechless. What more could he say? He was the one who bought a ticket to

Artroyland for Rose. He didn’t expect it would give her more chances to bond with Edward, his potential

future brother-in-law.

The siblings exchanged a glance. Frank didn’t want to stay any longer. He raised his hand and lightly

tapped the back of Rose’s head. “Has he told you that he likes you?”

Rose shook her head, and disappointment was evident in her eyes. How could he have? Sherri had

already mentioned that Edward had feelings for someone else and was pursuing them. But Rose

hadn’t told her brother about this.

Frank said, “Go wash your face and get some sleep. I’ll take you to work tomorrow.

“Got it. Actually, Tom could also give me a ride,” Rose replied.

*Hurry up. In reality, it wasn’t just about keeping an eye on Rose. He didn’t want Edward to approach

his sister before he had made his intentions clear. That was something Frank couldn’t tolerate.

When Rose came out after washing her face, Frank did not leave. Instead, he stood at the door and

waited for Rose to get into bed before he turned off the wall lamp. In the darkness, he said, “Hurry up

and sleep. Don’t think about anything else. I’ll deal with the aftermath.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was closed.

Only Rose was left in the room. She did not feel sad. After she finished talking to her brother, she felt

much better. Actually, she could forget about Edward.

It was only a matter of time. Besides, it was just the beginning.

She knew why her brother was so angry. It was because he expected better from her. He had

repeatedly reminded her, yet she did not take it to his heart.

It was no wonder that her brother was angry.

Rose was more worried about whether his brother was going to beat up Edward. If the person who was

beaten up by his brother at night was Edward, would Edward know that she liked him?