Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 382 Rose stood at the hotel entrance, clutching her suitcase. Amidst the flurry of activity, she could not help but marvel at the Winterland Hotel's concept of harmonizing its design with the elements of the wind.

The hotel fronted the sea, a lone structure braving the wind. Before it sprawled a stretch of golden beach, far from the urban clamor. It was as if stepping into this serene expanse could soothe even the most agitated heart.

However, for Rose's disposition, it was quite the opposite. Calmness eluded her, she was engulfed by excitement and delight, her inner world resonating with the joyous commotion.

The suites encompassed nine diverse styles — a standalone sea-view villa, a line of six-story guesthouses, and even translucent Sunrooms...

Frank truly understood her preferences. This place was her heaven, evoking a desire to roll on the ground in pure elation.

Edward stood by, observing the unhidden joy on her face. He courteously inquired, “Which section are you staying in?” Rose's gaze flitted among the varying rooms, and she lamented, saying, “l would love to experience all of them, but time is limited. I'm unsure which type my brother reserved for me. I'll inquire at the reception.” llotel reservations were made by Frank using Rose’s ID and phone number. As such, verifying at the front desk would be effortless.

Eventually, Rose discovered Frank had booked a villa for her. His generosity knew no bounds.

Coincidentally. Edward, who stood close behind, was also assigned to the villa area. Rose assumed he wanted to accompany her to her quarters, so she waved him off graciously, saying, “No need, | can manage on my own. You can proceed to your lodgings” Edward adjusted his glasses, a touch of resignation in his gesture, took a breath, and answered, “I'm staying at the villa as well.

“Ah, what a coincidence! Very well, let's proceed together then,” she replied.

Edward remained silent but he nodded in agreement. Today he had spoken more than usual.

Rose contemplated, “What an unexpected turn same flight, same hotel, even the identical room type. Should | tell Sherri about this?” Among her peers, Rose was quite the conversationalist. Having just finished unpacking, she leaned against the reception.

counter and conversed fluently in English, asking, “Excuse me, I'd like to inquire about the attractions. Where do most visitors head first? Could you provide a recommendation?” The reception staff were partial to good looks and were naturally inclined to assist the polite and charming young woman. Their pleasant exchange persisted.

After a chat of over ten minutes with the receptionist and armed with newfound insights, Rose sprung back to her room. primed for her initial destination.

Nearby the elevator, Edward engaged in a phone conversation. He spoke, “Take care during these days. I'll be back within a couple of days” The call was from Kyle. Edward had messaged him during the flight, informing him of his trip to attend the opening ceremony.

Subsequently, he turned off his phone.

Having tracked the flight, Kyle surmised that Edward had already reached the hotel and called, saying, “You mentioned that only the gifts would arrive. So, why are you and the gifts both at Artroyland now?” Edward's gaze, obscured behind his lenses, was inscrutable, as deep as the ocean. He calmly replied, “Attending the ceremony in person shows our sincerity.” Oblivious to Rose’s presence, Kyle assumed authenticity and inquired skeptically. “You have not moved on yet, right? Are you trying to seek respite?” “Do | appear that fragile? Run the company adeptly, and I'll bring back a gift for you upon my return,” Edward responded. With that, he concluded the call, leaving no avenue for Kyle to continue. A brief respite would not be detrimental.

Sherri had effusively described the picturesque scenery here, and considering her sister had secured flight tickets and lodging, he accepted her kindness and could not refuse her offer.

Besides, the sun was shining brightly, and the weather was warm.

Clearing her throat and altering her tone, she stationed herself at the door, pressing the doorbell. “Good mon Would you be interested in some breakfalit” she asked.

The latch cla ked, and the door cased open Clad in pajamas, Frank stood in the doorway, gazing at the girl outside with evident astonishment. After a brief moment of bewilderment, he gently extended his hand to touch her head as he asked. “Didn’t | mention | would come to pick you Ava had already crossed into the room, her voice tender as she explained. “I brought breakfast for you. Since you are in Sapphire City. | thought | would extend my hospitality” It was already 10 oclock in the morning. Frank had been awake for a while, yet fearing Ava might be resting in the morning, he had not called her. He had not anticipated her independent appearance, bearing breakfast at that It was a pleasant surprise.

With a self-assured posture, Ava exuded the aura of one thoroughly at ease. And indeed, she was in her element. This was the Turner family’s hotel. So, wasn’t this her domam Following her words, she turned her attention to him. Then on tiptoe, she enveloped his neck, bestowing a kiss upon his lips, and said, “A good morning and good nig kiss Frank chuckled, a warmth infusing a specific chamber of his heart. What if | have not brushed my teeth?” he asked “I don’t mind. | love you regardless of your state, Ava responded Sweet words flowed from the girl, flirtation taking root in the early morning. She remained blissfully unaware, her countenance innocent as if she had not committed any such act. Clearing his throat. Frank inquared. “Have you had your meal?” Seating her on the bed’s edge, he could not resist placing a kiss on her forehead. Anchoring his hands upon her shoulders, Ava inclined her head, eyes alight with affection, to peer at him.

Tve already eaten. You should eat. This time, I'll watch you eat,” Ava replied. Before, he always watched her eat, and she understood he only are when she left some unfinished.

It was rare for Ava to extend her caring gestures toward him. As such, Frank readily accepted and relished the meal. Irrespective of its taste, he had to feign enjoyment. He plied his utensils onto the breakfast plate, and Ava ambled over in dainty strides, squatting beside him. Brimming with expectation, her gaze lifted towards him as she asked. Is it good?” As his gaze met hers, Frank discerned her eagerness. With one hand free, he tenderly cradled the back of her head lowering his lips to hers. Their tongues brushed, a trace of breakfast lingering on their palates. A mischievous smirk played upon Frank's lips as he questioned. ‘Is it delicious?” Ava’s face blushed instantly. She shielded her face with both hands, then rose and nestled beside him, buried in his chest. He. in turn, indulged her, ensconcing an arm about her waist while using the other to continue his meal.

A muffled, bashful sound emanated from Ava as she replied. “It's not half bad” Franks hands hesitated briefly Hastening his consumption, he entertained the thought that prolonging this scene might undermine his self-restraint She seemed set on teasing him.

He could not guaranter upholding his boundaries in suse proximity. Matters could escalate quickly Within three or so bites, his breakfast was devoured Parting Ava, who was nestled within his embrace, he suggested. Let's The person cradled within his arms raised her gaze and playfully nipped his chin. Frank's posture tensed and he said, Don’t get mischievous Where would you like to go? Shall we perhaps go jet skiing or target shooting?” They had engaged in rock climbing the day prior, followed by a bout of shopping Today. Frank intended to catch up on other ar Suddenly. Ava felt a reluctance to head out for her, wherever Frank was, it equated to a splendid spot. Even if they remained confined to the room, it would still be perfection Silently lying within his embrace, immersed in a book. constituted a beautiful memory Emboldened by her musings, she articulated her sentiment, asking. “What if | prefer staying in? | wish to stay here with you. You can join me for a computer game session.

Frank mused inwardly. “Dors this girl know what she is saying? A whole day together might propel matters into a complicated realm. Joseph might show up to get me if we stay at the hotel’ Ava’s thoughts were simple. Since Frank had made the long journey to Saphire City, the notion of whisking her away for Yri. Frank from Ava fear of his own restraint erspective differed. He ha He ng out seemed the wisest and most suitable action the intent or uninter al provocationi Ava, ast her gaze upward, comprehending his apprehension from his visage before probing. Don’t you want to spend a serene and quiet time with me’ | crave a space exclusive to us both. It may be fun to head outside. But it is and we do not get to spend alone time together” Her wish was for a world restricted to just the two of them, a simple desire for them to spend time together alone kuzzling into his chest. Ava constantly tilted her tiny head back she spoke with genuine earnestness Frank found it difficult to refuse her request. A touch of helplessness flickered withm his deep, ink-black eyes. Initially, he had planned an adventurous day for them. However, it occurred that the girl soug a serene day in Sapphire Hotel Though their gazes converged for no more than three seconds, in the end, he relented Frank replied, “Alright, I'll go brush my teeth” Ava pulled herself from his embrace, a hint of puzzlement on her countenance. “Didn’t you brush before eating” she asked Frank affirmed, saying, “I did” He was wary that she might desire a later kiss, prompting his second round of brushing Ava, innocent and unassuming, assumed Frank s meticulous hygiene habits were the cause and paid it little mind. But a thought of Rose crossed her mind, and she inquired, Frank, is Rose in Artrovland today? Is she alone?” Frank's mouth agleam with foam, managed a simple “Hmm” Most likely, Rose had arrived. After rinsing his mouth, he called to Ava, who was sitting outside, saying. You can check her social media posts” Rose was notorious for sharing every detail on her social platforms. Frank had considered blocking her due to her oversharing tendency Acting on his suggestion. Ava fetched her phone and accessed Rose's profile. She selected the social media posts, and at selfie of Rose on a vintage streci could be seen. Adorning her wrist was a white jasmine bracelet intertwined with a pale green ribbon.

It emanated charm, evoking a sense of spring Rose had added a caption beneath the image. “Beauty that costs less than 2 dollars is an enigma not grasped by all. Destiny befalls the fortunate, while the others remain void of fate. Where are you, my fated one?” Touched by the message. Ava handed her phone to Frank, who had just emerged from the toilet with a tissue still in hand. She said. “Rose has arrived, and it appears that she is having a great time” While holding Ava’s hand. Frank glanced at her mobile phone. his expression bearing a touch of bafflement. He thought. “Where are you, my fated one? Is she being serious right now?” Genuinely irked, he grabbed his phone and typed a message to Rose. [Have your fun but do not ruffle any feathers, or 1 would not let it slide | As he was about to type another message, it dawned on him that he could no longer send messages to her Frank was at a loss for words. The rascal blocked him after using his funds to travel.

a shock if Rose were not by his side Serene days were an elusive concept ther phone down on the bed id played some music. Retrieving a book from the table’s comer, she sat on the carpet wherever her fancy took her Sunlight enveloped her casting her as the day’s centerpiece.

Stirred by the sight, Frank strode over, tugging his pants slightly, and sented beside her Ava leaned against his slightly bent leg, engrossed in her reading. Meanwhile, he skimmed through his phone It was a peaceful The ambiance resonated as genuinely wonderful, tranquil, and comforting to Ava Accustomed to bustling surroundings, she savored these moments of solinade shared with Frank Cherishing them, she refrained from inquiring about his departure lest it bring forth disappointment.

As time waned, divulging his intended departure date would satisfy her. For the present, she was resolved to seize these precious hours, moments belonging solely to the two of them.

Immersed in his thoughts, Frank found at difficult to concentrate Using one hand to grace her unfurled hair, his fingertips sank into its tender strands. A surge of unagmation surged within ham. Proposing an outing momentarily appealed to him, yet the girl's decision was equally compelling