When She Turns Her Back Novel

Three minutes 386 Summary In the chapter titled "Three Minutes 386," the atmosphere at the dinner table shifts from tension to a more relaxed vibe thanks to Finn's peacemaking efforts. His toast brings a smile to Rose, who decides to let go of her annoyance. In contrast, Jason remains distant, absorbed in his phone, which raises Finn's curiosity about what he might be hiding. Despite Finn's attempts to engage him, Jason's playful defensiveness suggests there are deeper issues he prefers to keep private.

The mood changes dramatically with the arrival of a new guest, Naomi, whose beauty captivates the room. Roselyn, caught off guard, is confused as she realizes she doesn't recognize Naomi, who introduces herself as Charles's friend. Charles's abrupt introduction and lack of warmth towards Naomi leave her feeling disappointed, as she had hoped for a more affectionate acknowledgment of their relationship. Roselyn, however, quickly deduces that this is the girl Charles has been seeing secretly, and her maternal instincts kick in as she urges him to take care of her.

As dinner continues, the dynamics at the table shift with Andrew's friendly interaction with Naomi, which intrigues Serena. However, Charles remains emotionally detached from Naomi, treating her as if they are mere acquaintances. The tension escalates when Charles, frustrated with the conversation at the table, commands everyone to eat, silencing the chatter. This authoritative move showcases his discomfort with the unfolding situation, especially regarding Naomi. After dinner, Charles abruptly leaves with Naomi, dismissing Roselyn's inquiry about staying for cake.

Outside, the tension between them becomes palpable as Naomi expresses her desire for a more open relationship. Charles's cool demeanor and the way he blows smoke in her face highlight his internal conflict. Naomi's plea for recognition from his family reveals her longing for a genuine connection, emphasizing the emotional divide between them and setting the stage for potential conflict in their relationship.

Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **Three Minutes 386** Finn took on the role of peacemaker, raising his glass in a toast to everyone seated around the table, his smile bright and infectious. It was a small gesture, but it seemed to ease the tension that had been building in the air. After his toast, Rose decided to let go of whatever lingering annoyance she had been holding onto, allowing the atmosphere to lighten. Jason, on the other hand, was a man of few words. Once he settled into his chair, he buried himself in his phone, his focus unwavering.

Finn, curious about what could possibly hold Jason's attention so completely, turned to catch a glimpse of the screen. However, Jason was quick to react, shielding his phone against his chest and shooting Finn a playful, yet slightly defensive look. "Just eat your food. Why are you so interested in me chatting up girls?" he quipped, a smirk dancing on his lips. Despite Jason's confident tone, Finn couldn't shake the nagging feeling that there was more beneath the surface, something Jason was deliberately keeping hidden.

But sensing Jason's reluctance to engage in further conversation, Finn opted to respect his friend's boundaries and let the matter drop. As the dinner progressed, the atmosphere was punctuated by laughter and clinking glasses when suddenly, another guest made their entrance into the grand Logan Manor. The servant, with a polite nod, guided the newcomer into the banquet hall. "Mrs. Logan, another guest has just arrived," he announced, his voice echoing slightly in the expansive room.

Roselyn, who had been engrossed in conversation and enjoying a drink with a companion, turned at the sound of the servant's voice. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of a strikingly beautiful girl who radiated a gentle aura. But Roselyn's brows furrowed in confusion-she had never seen this girl before. The girl who had just walked in was none other than Naomi, a name that carried its own weight in the world of their social circle. Charles, seated close to the entrance, instinctively glanced up when he heard the announcement.

The moment his gaze landed on Naomi, he was struck speechless, his body freezing as if time itself had paused. Andrew and Jason also caught sight of Naomi, but their reactions were markedly different. While Charles appeared genuinely shocked, Andrew and Jason exchanged glances filled with concern rather than surprise. Roselyn's eyes darted back to Naomi, her mind racing as she realized she had no idea who this girl was. Before Roselyn could voice her thoughts, Naomi stepped forward, her demeanor respectful and warm as she presented her gift. "Aunt Roselyn, I brought you a birthday present.

I truly hope you'll like it," she said, her smile soft and inviting, a slight bow of her head accompanying her words. Roselyn, accustomed to the flattery and gifts from those vying for her approval, offered a light smile in response. "Alright, I'll accept it," she replied, her tone polite but impersonal. As Roselyn accepted the beautifully wrapped gift box, curiosity sparked within her. "So, which family do you belong to?" she inquired, her gaze scanning the room before resting on Charles, who was still processing the surprise of Naomi's appearance.

Naomi's eyes met Charles's for a fleeting moment, a silent communication passing between them, before she turned back to Roselyn and began, "Aunt Roselyn, I'm Charles's-" But before she could complete her sentence, Charles stood up abruptly and strode over, effectively cutting her off. "Mom, this is my friend," he declared, his voice steady but lacking the warmth one might expect. His words rang out clearly enough for Andrew and Jason to hear, and Roselyn's brow furrowed in confusion.

Rumors had circulated about Charles possibly seeing someone outside the family, but Roselyn had never bothered to investigate further. As long as the relationship remained discreet and the woman didn't cause a stir, she was content to let it slide. However, seeing Naomi in person, Roselyn felt a surge of certainty that this was indeed the girl Charles had been involved with away from the family's watchful eyes. In mere moments, Roselyn had pieced together the puzzle in her mind, but she maintained her composure, smiling at Charles.

"Alright, just make sure you take good care of your friend," she said, her words laced with a hint of maternal concern. Naomi, overhearing Charles's introduction, felt a pang of disappointment. Just a friend? She stood there, momentarily frozen, her heart sinking as Roselyn moved on to greet other guests. Turning her gaze to Charles, she found him still standing beside her, his expression unreadable. Without any further pleasantries, Charles motioned for her to follow him. "Come on," he said, his tone all business, treating her as if they were mere acquaintances rather than something more.

Naomi felt a mix of confusion and hurt, but she fell in step behind him, trying to make sense of the situation. Once they reached the table, Andrew was the first to break the silence. "Hey, Naomi," he greeted, his voice brightening the mood. Naomi turned to him, a soft laugh escaping her lips. "Andrew," she replied, her heart warming at the familiarity. Andrew's smile widened, but he didn't elaborate further, leaving an air of intrigue hanging between them. Noticing the interaction, Serena leaned in closer, her brow furrowing in confusion. "You know her?" she asked, her tone curious.

"Yeah," Andrew answered without hesitation, his eyes lingering on Naomi. Serena glanced between Andrew and Naomi, trying to piece together the connection. Andrew, seemingly unable to help himself, instinctively took some food from the serving platter and placed it in Naomi's bowl, a gesture that didn't go unnoticed by the others at the table. Seeing this, Serena lowered her voice and whispered urgently to Andrew, "Andrew, you're acting weird." Andrew turned to her, a hint of annoyance in his tone. "What's so weird about it?" Serena eyed him skeptically.

"Since when did you start being so nice to girls?" In response, Andrew grabbed some food and dropped it into Serena's bowl, a teasing grin on his face. "Just eat. Even stuffing your mouth can't shut you up." Meanwhile, Charles remained indifferent to Naomi, as if she were merely a stranger he had crossed paths with. Serena, driven by curiosity, leaned even closer to Andrew. "Andrew, just tell me, are you-" Before she could finish her thought, Andrew snapped, "Serena, can you stop? Why are you acting like my mom?" His tone was sharp, and Serena blinked at him, momentarily taken aback.

Noticing the tension escalating, Charles slammed his fork down on the table, casting a sharp glance at both of them. "Eat!" he commanded, his authority silencing any further chatter. With that, the table fell into a quiet rhythm of chewing and swallowing, the earlier excitement now subdued. As dinner drew to a close, Charles abruptly stood up, disregarding whether Naomi had finished her meal. "Let's go," he stated, his voice firm as he headed toward the exit. Naomi turned her head, her eyes following his retreating figure, a mix of confusion and concern swirling within her.

After a moment of spacing out, she shook herself and hurried after him, her heart racing. Roselyn, having finished her rounds of drinks and conversations, caught sight of Charles leading Naomi out of the room. "Charles, you and your friend aren't staying for cake?" Roselyn called out, her voice clear and ringing throughout the hall, ensuring that everyone was aware of Naomi being labeled as Charles's "friend." But no one in attendance was naive enough to accept that at face value. It was apparent to all that there was something deeper between Naomi and Charles than mere friendship.

Yet, the guests kept their speculations to themselves; no one dared to air any dirty laundry in such a public setting. In this social circle, affairs were so commonplace that it barely raised an eyebrow anymore. Charles turned to glance back at Roselyn, his expression icy as he replied, "Yeah," his tone dismissive. Naomi, sensing the tension, also looked at Roselyn, offering a polite wave. "Aunt Roselyn, Charles and I are heading out. Happy birthday-wishing you happiness and all the best." Roselyn forced a smile. "Alright, thank you.

Be careful on your way home." Naomi gave a slight bow, then quickly hurried after Charles as he strode out of the room. Once they were outside Logan Manor, Charles didn't immediately get into the car. Instead, he lit a cigarette, standing beneath a streetlight, his shadow stretching long and dark against the pavement. Noticing the troubled expression etched on his face, Naomi hesitated for a moment before approaching him. "Charles," she called softly. He didn't turn around, merely offering a quiet "Mm" in acknowledgment.

Naomi reached out, gently slipping her hand into the crook of his arm, her voice a whisper as she asked, "Are you mad at me?" Charles's face remained calm, his eyes fixed ahead. "No." Naomi stepped in front of him, her gaze searching his. "Charles, I don't want to keep sneaking around. I want to be with you openly." With a flick of his wrist, Charles tossed his cigarette to the ground, lowering his head to blow smoke directly into Naomi's face. When he noticed her frown, he added, "All my friends know about you. What more do you want?" Naomi's voice trembled with emotion.

"But Charles, your family doesn't even know I exist." Conclusion In the aftermath of the dinner at Logan Manor, the emotional landscape had shifted dramatically for both Charles and Naomi. The initial excitement of their clandestine connection had been overshadowed by the harsh realities of their social environment, where appearances and family expectations reigned supreme. Naomi's heart ached as she stood before Charles, yearning for recognition and acceptance in a world that felt increasingly alienating.

The tension between them had reached a boiling point, and her plea for openness served as a catalyst for the deeper issues lurking beneath the surface of their relationship. Charles's dismissive attitude, masked by a veneer of indifference, only intensified Naomi's sense of isolation, leaving her to grapple with the fear that their bond might never transcend the shadows. As they stood under the flickering streetlight, the weight of unspoken words hung heavy in the air. Charles, caught between his family's expectations and his feelings for Naomi, struggled to articulate the turmoil within him.

The flicker of hope in Naomi's eyes contrasted sharply with Charles's stoic demeanor, creating a poignant moment of vulnerability. Their relationship, once filled with the thrill of secrecy, now faced the stark reality of societal constraints and familial obligations. In that fleeting moment, both understood that the path ahead would require courage and honesty, not just with each other but also with themselves. The emotional arc had reached a pivotal juncture, leaving the future of their connection hanging in the balance, a delicate dance between love and the burdens of their world.

Will Naomi push for clarity, or will Charles remain guarded, caught between his feelings and the expectations of his family? Meanwhile, back inside the manor, the other guests will be abuzz with speculation about the mysterious Naomi and her sudden appearance. As whispers circulate, Andrew and Serena will find themselves entangled in the drama, with Andrew's unexpected kindness toward Naomi raising eyebrows and igniting intrigue. Will their budding friendship complicate matters further, or will it provide Naomi the support she needs to confront Charles?

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