Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 472

Edward took off his shoes and climbed into bed. A pillow separated him from Rose.

Rose never knew what a prude he was, seeing the vacant space between them.

Actually, Rose had no intentions of doing anything out of the line that night, nor did she want to bang

him. If they were to officially register their marriage the next day, the following night would be their

wedding night. This trip was meant to be their honeymoon, and she even contemplated extending their

vacation.

Rose lay on the bed, happily making plans. Edward, on the other hand, had yet to lie down. He

carefully covered her with a blanket and turned off the light.

As soon as the lights were turned off, the room plunged into darkness. Neither of them felt sleepy. They

stared at the ceiling in the dim light and chatted. “Edward, are you asleep?”

Edward’s deep voice came from beside her. Under the blanket, Edward placed his hands on his

abdomen. “No, can’t you sleep?”

Rose replied, “A little.” Other than Frank, she had not slept in the same bed with any other boy. Edward

was the first. She felt a little nervous, although she did not intend to do anything inappropriate. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Her small hand curled up slightly under the blanket. They both turned their heads simultaneously and

locked eyes. It was just the two of them in that moment. Edward could see Rose’s nervousness. “Go to

sleep, Rose. You still have to wake up early tomorrow, my dear fiancée.”

Finally hearing Edward calling her fiancée, Rose felt so happy that she wasn’t so nervous anymore.

“Can I hold you while I sleep?”

Rose was used to hugging a pillow at home, but it was too big to bring on this trip. In their current room,

there were only two pillows, and she couldn’t let Edward hug one of them.

She thought, “He’s warmer than my pillow. I might as well hold him.”

“Okay.” Under the blanket, Edward had already gently reached out to hug Rose’s waist and pulled her

into his arms. Rose was accustomed to hugging objects to sleep. Being held by Edward was a new

experience, and she wasn’t quite used to it.

Rose explained, “I meant I’ll hold you, not the other. way around.”

Hearing this, Edward was stunned. “Wasn’t it always the man holding the woman? The television

dramas my mother watched at home were all like that.” He had never seen a couple sleeping with the

woman hold the man while the man nestled in the woman’s arms.

Edward thought, “Doesn’t that make me the vulnerable one then?”

“Can’t I? Well, you know, I’m used to hugging a pillow while I sleep. If I don’t have something to hug,

I’m afraid I won’t be able to sleep. And if I can’t sleep, I might toss and turn all night, keeping you

awake too.”

Although he didn’t say yes, Edward was already prepared to be cuddled under the blanket. He didn’t

move at all I’m ready.” Rose originally wanted to check Edward’s belly to see how many abs he had.

She had forgotten to do so while watching the movie last time. But she decided to leave it for tomorrow

night; there was no rush, and she didn’t want to startle Edward.

She reached out and hugged Edward’s waist. Edward’s hands were locked around Rose’s arms. Rose

added, “For the record, I have a good sleeping posture. But I just like to rest my leg on my pillow. Is it

okay if I rest my leg on your waist while sleeping?”

Edward thought, “So much for having a good sleeping posure.”

“Yes, of course. Sleep in whatever way makes you comfortable,” he said.

“You’re the best. If it’s uncomfortable, feel free to remove it after I fall asleep. Good night.” With

gratitude, Rose gave Edward a kiss and settled in to sleep. Everything was just right.

The reason Rose was so calm and didn’t feel anxious was because she considered the following night

as her wedding night. She simply wanted a good night’s sleep. There were many more days ahead of

them in the future, so there was no need to rush.

However, Edward was different. A man in his thirties who had always slept alone, he now found himself

embraced by his girlfriend, and he couldn’t move at all. His arm remained encircled by Rose’s. If not for

the fabric of their pajamas separating them, there would be zero physical distance between them. He

thought, “How could I remain calm?” Half an hour later, Rose hugged Edward and fell asleep happily, a

smile on her lips. In her dreams, she must have been imagining something that brought her joy,

perhaps looking forward to registering their marriage the next day.

On the other hand, Edward had insomnia. In the dim light, he gazed at Rose’s peaceful sleeping face.

She was very still, unlike the restless moments before falling asleep. Her even, gentle breaths warmed

Edward’s neck. It felt ticklish, like a feather lightly brushing against his heart. Edward closed his eyes in

helpless surrender once more.

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He couldn’t even go to the bathroom if he wanted to; the path was blocked by Rose. She held him

tightly, preventing him from getting out of bed. He had no choice but to divert his thoughts elsewhere.

In the quiet night, held by his gentle girlfriend, Edward contemplated how to explain things to the

Roberts family. To Edward, who had always been rule-bound, Rose’s actions felt misguided. However,

if Rose wanted to go through with this, he was willing to stand by her, even if it meant taking the blame

in the end.

No matter what, he was a man. When the Roberts family inquired, he would claim that it was his idea.

He didn’t want Rose to face criticism from her elders. At worst, he could handle being reprimanded by

Frank.

Edward listed all the issues in his mind while held in Rose’s arms, bracing himself for the worst.

As he pondered, Rose’s leg gradually rose higher until it almost reached his shoulder. He thought, “Is

this how she normally holds her pillow? It seems like she is genuinely treating me as a pillow.”

Edward couldn’t help but chuckle. With a bit of effort, he freed one of his hands and gently repositioned

Rose’s legs from his shoulders to his waist. Since Rose mentioned she liked being held to sleep, he

was willing to oblige.

He hoped he wouldn’t be kicked out of bed while he slept.

The next morning.

The scene on the bed had shifted. The roles had reversed. Edward now lay in his pajamas with his legs

curled up, uncovered by the blanket. Meanwhile, Rose resembled a silkworm cocoon, her entire body

hidden beneath the rolled up blanket, with only a hint of hair peeking out.

At first glance, it seemed like Edward had been mistreated.

Rose had set the alarm the previous night, eager to register their marriage as soon as possible. The

sound of the alarm abruptly roused the person sleeping soundly in the bed.

She reached out with her eyes closed and searched around but couldn’t find her phone. Edward, who

was a light sleeper, had already taken the phone and turned off the alarm. Rose opened her eyes in a

daze and said in a slightly bewildered voice, “You’re awake.”

She yawned so deeply that tears welled up in her eyes. Edward appreciated the genuine Rose, and

without any pretense, he gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

“Eye gunk?” No, that couldn’t be. She had washed her face last night. She reached out to touch the

corner of her eye and realized there was no eye gunk.

“No, just tears. Do you want to sleep a bit longer?” As soon as he finished speaking, Edward sneezed.

Rose glanced at Edward. Since she had slept alone, she had never been aware of her habit of rolling

up the blanket. Frank had never mentioned it to her. She assumed Edward had a cold. “You have a

cold? Are you feeling warm? Why did you give me the blanket?”

“I was wondering why I felt so warm last night. I don’t easily feel cold, so I don’t need so much of the

blanket actually,” Rose said.

She quickly got out of bed and searched through her luggage. Every time she traveled, Grace would

prepare some common medicines for her to take. She retrieved a box of cold medicine and handed it to

Edward. “Take one of these after breakfast for precaution.”

Edward didn’t know how to explain Rose’s playful nighttime behavior. The fact was, he had a rather

eventful night. At times, she would rest her leg on him, and at other times, she’d suddenly hold him

tightly. When she felt uncomfortable sleeping in one direction, she’d shift. And when Rose turned

around, she had a habit of cocooning herself in the blanket, like a silkworm.

He asked tentatively, “Rose, did you sleep well last night?”

“Yeah, I slept quite well. I’ve realized that sleeping with you at night is especially enjoyable.”

From Rose’s tone, it was evident that she wasn’t aware of her blanket-rolling habit from the previous

night: Edward didn’t bring it up. “Go brush your teeth first. Should we head to the downstairs dining

room for breakfast or should we call for room service?”

“Let’s head downstairs, so we can choose what to eat. It’s a buffet, isn’t it?”

“Sure, go freshen up first. I’ll get changed,” Edward arranged.

Speaking of changing clothes, Rose wanted to expedite her plan to see his abs. She stood by the side,

not moving. “You’re changing? Let me have a look,” she suggested.

Edward was speechless.

Seeing Edward’s confusion, Rose explained, “Don’t worry. I’m not going to do crazy things to you. I just

want to see how many abs you have. You promised to show me at the cinema last time. You forgot.”

“So that’s what it was,” Edward recalled that he had promised to show her after the movie ended.

Rose stared directly at his pajamas. She thought, “After this morning, the man before me will be my

husband. What is wrong

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with openly looking at him?”

Seeing this, Edward suddenly shed his usual demeanor. He approached Rose with a mischievous

intent. This thought crossed his mind in a split second. “Rose, I’ll let you have the pleasure.”

“Ah… You want me to take off your clothes?” As he spoke, he pointed at his own face and gazed at

Rose in disbelief.

Rose thought, “Why does it feel like Edward has changed after just one night of sleep?”

She had assisted William in putting on a suit and handed her brother his clothes, but she had never

helped a man undress before. She was the one who had suggested it, but now she was the one feeling

shy. Her face was slightly flushed, and her trembling hands stretched on tiptoe to unbutton the first

button of Edward’s pajamas.

At that moment, Rose wished Edward wasn’t wearing clothes with buttons. She thought, “Why did he

choose such conservative attire? Something with a waist tie would have been more convenient to

remove.”

Rose had unbuttoned his shirt quickly, and after a moment, Edward looked at her reaction with a faint

smile. He reached out to halt her actions. “I’ll show you tonight.”

If this kept up, there was a risk she wouldn’t be able to leave the house in the morning. Regardless,

they had to prioritize registering their marriage in the morning. That’s more important now.

Having a certificate also made things more convenient. It added legitimacy to their actions.

Rose let out a breath. “Fine.” With that, she immediately fled to the bathroom and closed the door. She

leaned against the back of the door and panted heavily.

After Rose went inside, Edward’s phone rang. It was Kyle Jenkins. “Hello.”

“I’ll head back first. I hope things improve between you and Miss Roberts once you return.”

Edward was in a good mood. He looked up at the closed bathroom door and smiled. “We will go

register our marriage

soon.”

Kyle asked, “What did you say? Marriage? Really?”

“Yes, bye.”

Edward didn’t pay much attention to Kyle’s reaction to Rose at all. It was fine as long as he was

informed and supportive.

Kyle, who was in the next room, was in a state of disarray, holding his luggage. Edward and Rose had

registered their marriage in just one night, They were moving incredibly fast.

He genuinely felt happy for Edward. Besides the Landor family, there was also Trevon who might be

looking forward to Edward truly being happy.