Chapter 23


    Although the rain wasn’t heavy, it fell lightly on her, giving her a slight


    chill.


    On the busy street, people hurriedly walked by, some without umbres, running quickly in the rain,


    perhaps trying to avoid the impending downpour. The traffic jam was verymon in Athana, and the


    drizzle only made it worse.


    Fortunately, her vehicle wasn’t a four-wheeler and could move through. the streets and alleys.


    Looking up, Natalie saw dark clouds dominating another corner of the sky. Trying to escape the rain,


    she darted in and out of the gaps between. cars, like a running rabbit. The flow of vehicles somewhat


    limited her speed.


    “Mr. Wilson, it’s Mrs. Wilson,” said Jim. Trevon finished work early this evening. Frank and Hackett had


    Jim, with sharp eyesight, immediately noticed the motorbike weaving through the traffic. The license


    te was still fresh in his memory.


    Trevon paused from flipping through the files, raised his gaze toward the window, and saw the woman


    riding on a motorbike continuously darting between the vehicles, her movements agile. It was clear that


    she was always like this.


    However, seeing her getting wet in the rain without a raincoat furrowed Trevon’s brow. He lightly parted


    his lips and instructed Jim, “Go and buy a better raincoat for her tomorrow and tell her it was you who


    bought it.”


    Trevon’s words shocked Jim, who couldn’t help but observe Trevon’s expression through the rearview


    mirror.


    Jim saw an expressionless face, as if it was just a random remark.


    “Did I misunderstand it?” Jim wondered. “Is Mr. Wilson starting to fall for Mrs. Wilson?”


    However, Jim had confidence in Natalie. He believed that she would definitely be able to make Trevon


    fall in love with her, without a doubt.


    Thinking about it, Jim felt extremely happy. After all, once he saw how


    Trevon tried to pursue his wife, he could quietly make money by sharing those happy moments he had


    seen with Terrell. “Happiness shared is happiness doubled,” he murmured inwardly. “Yes, this is a


    profitable project!”


    The car stopped at Adare Manor, and Jim was still in a cheerful mood.


    Trevon lifted his dim and unclear gaze, looking toward the bright and spacious living room of the vi.


    “Why are you looking so happy and foolish?”


    Jim, who was interrupted by Trevon, was momentarily stunned. “It’s nothing.”


    Trevon gave him a disdainful look. “Go buy a raincoat now.”


    “Huh?” Jim couldn’t believe what he had heard.


    “Oh, Mr. Wilson,” he thought, “we’re already home. Why do you want to buy a raincoat? What were you


    doing just now? It’s not going to rain. tomorrow. Why are you in such a hurry?”


    However, Jim had no other choice. Under the pressure of his boss, he had to start the engine again.


    Inside the kitchen at Adare Manor, Natalie was feeling a bit hungry. She was rummaging through the


    fridge for food, not realizing that she had forgotten to restock recently as she was busy.


    The fridge was empty. There was nothing inside, not even vegetables or


    eggs.


    However, her stomach was growling with hunger. She had thought about taking a shower because she


    got drenched. But then she realized that after cooking, she would be covered in oil fumes and have to


    take a shower again. Therefore, she decided to eat first and then shower. Suddenly, she remembered


    that there was a durian in the kitchen.


    To eat or not to eat? That was the question. Natalie remembered the next night after getting married,


    she was eating durian, and Trevon handed her a premarital agreement with a disgusted expression on


    his face.


    “He probably won’t be back so early, Natalie thought. “It’s not even 9 o’clock yet.


    Choosing between starving to death and being scolded, Natalie decided to stick to her principle of not


    starving to death.


    (Zapter 21


    After making up her mind, she decisively took out the durian.


    Ten minutester, the durian was opened. Before long, a te of incredibly pungent durian flesh was


    ready.


    Natalie carried it into the dining room and lowered her head to smell it with satisfaction. “Wow, it smells


    amazing. I haven’t had it for a long time. It’s all because of that pretentious guy. I can’t enjoy it to the


    fullest.”


    Natalie took a bite and felt incredibly satisfied. Just as she was about to take the fifth bite, there was a


    click. Her hand holding the spoon froze, and she felt a sense of unease. Doing something secretly


    always made her feelcking in confidence. “Oh no,” she murmured, “I have just started eating! Why


    does hee back so early today?”


    spray


    Natalie, who was originally nning to open the windows and some perfume after finishing her meal,


    so that the smell would dissipate. by the time Trevon came back in the middle of the night. Little did she


    know that he hade back now and caught her in the act.


    As soon as Trevon stepped into the house, he was overwhelmed by a foul smell, causing his brows to


    furrow. He covered his mouth with one hand. He scolded her in the direction of the dining room, “Are


    you eating that again?”


    Natalie felt uneasy in her heart, as she was living in someone else’s house. “The fridge is empty, so I


    thought it would be convenient to eat this.”


    Trevon stared at Natalie for a while, not answering, and went straight to open all the windows, leaving


    the door open as well. Afterpleting all. these, he stood in front of her and condescendingly said,


    “Don’t eat that kind of stuff at home next time. Don’t you feel like you’re standing in a dung hole?”


    Natalie was speechless. “Dung hole?” she asked inwardly. “Dung hole my ass. You’re the one standing


    in a dung hole! Why didn’t you just say I was eating shit?”


    Trevon saw the dissatisfaction in her eyes and asked, “Can you do it?”


    “I can do it!” said Natalie before thinking, “Next time, I’ll find the smelliest thing to eat, and it will stink


    you to death!”


    Just as Trevon was about to go upstairs, he threw a bag at her and said with a certain expression, “Jim


    noticed that you were driving without a raincoat, so he bought one for you.”


    Natalie was pleasantly surprised as she took the bag and opened it to find a raincoat of good quality,


    but the price seemed a bit unreasonable.


    But she understood. People like Jim and Trevon certainly only bought the best and most expensive


    things so that they could match their identity.


    Natalie looked up at Trevon and asked, “How much was it? I can give the money to you.” In fact, the


    price tag did indicate the price, but she was just wondering if there was a discount or something. Then,


    she could. save a little bit of money for herself. After all, she didn’t want to spend such arge sum of


    money on a raincoat.


    “Well, just give the money to me.” Trevon suddenly remembered the scene this afternoon when Hackett


    boasted about how he friended Natalie on WhatsApp.


    Natalie quickly declined, “Oh, there’s no need. I’ll give it to Mr. Hawk instead. I don’t want to trouble


    you.” She didn’t dare to friend Trevon on WhatsApp, as she was worried something unfavorable would


    happen to


    her.


    Trevon was always a proud man who would never show a sign of N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    weakness in front of her. When he saw that she wasn’t willing, he didn’t take out his phone. He coldly


    said, “Suit yourself.”


    He took a few steps and said again, “Throw that stuff outside. If you’re hungry, order takeout. You don’t


    find it smelly, huh? I do. Please, Miss. Foster, abide by the agreement.”


    Natalie calmly repeated to herself inwardly, “Stay calm… Stay calm. This guy is just a weirdo. Don’t get


    angry… Don’t get angry.”


    His face was expressionless just a minute ago, and now it was dark with displeasure, which was so


    unpredictable.


    Gritting her teeth, Natalie said, “Alright, Mr. Wilson, I will.” She hadn’t even taken a few bites, and now


    she had to throw it away, which was a total waste. It was better to eat outside. After all, it was shameful


    to waste food.


    Back in his room, Trevon took out his phone from his pocket and made a call to Jim. The call was


    answered instantly. “Go to the supermarket now and buy some groceries, including breakfast. Get as


    much food as you can and deliver it to Adare Manor.”


    After hanging up the phone, Jim felt extremely frustrated. It turned out that in the evening, Trevon was


    teasing him. Trevon asked him to buy a raincoat tomorrow while they were on the road, but when they


    arrived at Adare Manor, he suddenly asked him to buy a raincoat and insisted that


    he


    go to the supermarket. Why didn’t Trevon ask him to buy groceries at that time? Now, Jim had just


    arrived home, about to open the door, and Trevon just asked him to go back to the supermarket.


    What’s the point of all these?