Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 263

Chapter 263 

He could still fall asleep after counting the stars. When he counted two thirds of the stars on the ceiling, sleep slowly overwhelmed him. As soon as his eyelids closed, the phone under his pillow vibrated non-stop at an inappropriate time. 

He slowly reached out a hand and quietly took out his phone from under the pillow. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the caller ID that kept jumping on the phone screen. His thumb pressed the answer button and he lowered his voice, “Grandpa.” 

Theo was a smart person and knew what was going on the moment he heard Trevon’s voice. He said in a disdainful tone, “You’re staying at the girl’s house?” 

Trevon was dissatisfied. What did he mean by staying in Natalie’s house? Natalie was actually staying in his house. 

In a low voice, he said unhappily, “She’s at my house.” 

Theo’s mellow voice overflowed from the microphone. There was still a hint of disdain in his tone. “Humph, if you can remarry then you can be proud of yourself in front of me. When are you coming over?” 

Trevon looked down at the woman who was slowly waking up in his arms and smiled. “Come over when you’re awake. Go over for lunch and ask Mary to make some cake” 

Theo agreed and hung up. He couldn’t possibly disturb the two youngsters. 

After hanging up the phone, Trevon lowered his head and glanced at the woman in his arms. He stuffed the phone back under the pillow and reached out to help her tuck her hair behind her ear. “Did I wake you up?” 

She was soft in his arms. She had just woken up and was weak. “Was it Mr. Wilson?” 

Mr. Wilson? He didn’t think there was a problem before, but now that he heard it, it sounded a little polite. No matter how he listened, it didn’t sound good. 

His hands were not idle. He played with a strand of hair and said gently, “Aren’t you tired of calling him Mr. Wilson?” 

“What’s wrong with that? 

“What’s wrong with Mr. Wilson? 

“Oh, he want’s me to call him Grandpa,” thought Natalie. 

She smiled gently. The morning light shone through, making one want to kiss her. “Did you me to just call him Grandpa? But we’re divorced now. Won’t your parents not like it when I call him Grandpa?” 

Trevon continued to play with her hair casually. His tone was calm, as if he did not want to add to her burden. “They can’t wait for you to change the way you address them” 

He was sure that if they remarried today, his grandfather would publicize it in the next second. 

She smiled and hugged his waist tightly under the blanket. “I’ll do it step by step.” 

Today, the Wilson’s residence was exceptionally lively. In the living room, Jasper ran happily in the living room, playing hide-and-seek with Gage 

Theo helped him cheat by the side. Gage pretended to be blind and couldn’t see Jasper. Gage kept shouting. “Where’s Jasper? Where did Jasper hide? Why can’t I find him?” 

Jasper was hiding behind the sofa where Theo was sitting. He was covered with a blanket and hiding inside pasta, laughing. Actually, he had long been discovered by this sound, but helplessly, Gage continued to pretend to be blind. 

“How can they be so happy playing this game?” wondered Trevon. 

Jim stood at the side and was extremely envious. This was the atmosphere of home. He missed home. 

After a while, Mary brought over some cake. “Mrs. Wilson. I learned this recently. Try it and see if it’s delicious. See if there’s anything that needs to be improved.” 

As soon as she said this, everyone’s eyes were fixed on her. They were filled with anticipation. Natalie braced herself and reached for a pastry. She stiffly stuffed it into her mouth. 

How did it feel to eat under everyone’s gaze? One had to give an answer after eating. 

She chewed slowly and moved her lips slightly. She pursed the pastry stuck in her mouth. “Mary, it’s quite delicious. It tastes just like the cakes 

made in bakeries.” 

Mary was smug “I learned it from a baker. Mr. Wilson hired someone to teach us at a high price, but I’m the only one who learned it the best. 

The taste is also the best.” 

“Us? 

“Therefore, it was a lot of people, not just Mary…” 

This way, she wouldn’t be embarrassed. How could she say what she liked to eat in the future? If she said that she liked to eat durian, would the Wilson’s residence agree? They probably wouldn’t. After all, this taste wasn’t something many people could accept. 

“What are you thinking about? Why are you in a daze?” 

When Theo heard his grandson’s tone, he glared at him. “Have you returned everything you’ve learnt to your tutor? Can’t you think of something better to say?” 

Natalie turned to look at the pitiful Trevon. For a moment, she really suspected that he wasn’t the Wilson family’s blood. “Mr. Grandpa, I told him to say whatever he wanted. You don’t have to be so polite with me. I prefer to get along with him freely.” 

Theo had long noticed the change in the way Natalie addressed him. According to the past, it had already been Mr. Wilson. Now that she paused for a moment, it meant that he wanted to change, but she was embarrassed. Warmth immediately appeared in his eyes. His smile deepened, and the wrinkles on his face squeezed together. “Sigh, our Natalle is considerate. You’ve found a treasure, kid. Enjoy yourself.” 

Trevon could not refute his grandfather’s words. He had to admit that his grandfather’s eyes were sharp. He finally knew why his grandfather had to force him to get a marriage certificate. 

The old man was indeed good at knowing if a woman was good or not. Back then, his grandfather had also chosen his mother. However, his father had taken a liking to her at first glance. His grandfather had also fallen in love with his grandmother at first sight and had accompanied her until they were old. However, when his grandmother was young, she had been working hard with his grandfather and started a business, leaving behind a lot of problems. When she was sick, she did not want his grandfather to worry and decided to hide it. In the end, her illness worsened and she passed away early. 

He was the only one who didn’t listen to his grandfather. It seemed like he was the only one who suffered. 

Rachel came out of the kitchen with a large basin of strawberries. They were red and big, and one could tell at a glance that they had been carefully chosen. Her gaze met Natalie’s, and she greeted politely, “Rachel.” 

Rachel was stunned, but she quickly replied, “Yes, let’s eat fruit first. We’ll eat in an hour at most.”