Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 14

At the Athana Hospital cafeteria, Sherri handed a set of keys to Natalie as soon as she sat down. “Here you are. This car has excellent performance in all aspects. You can race it the way you want, but be careful.”

The car was Sherri’s brother’s, and Sherri had her family’s driver send the car over. Her driving skills weren’t good, so she dared not buy a sports car.

Natalie stopped eating, put the keys in her pocket, and said, “Thanks.”

Sherri gave her a look and said, “Natalie, in fact, you can ask Mr. Wilson for help. As long as he comes to help you, Mr. Foster won’t even dare to touch you in the future.”

Sherri and Natalie grew up together, so she knew Harry and his family too well. She was terrified that they would do something unfavorable to Natalie in the future.

Natalie paused her movement on the fork in her hand, feeling sad. It seemed that she could not get help from anyone but Sherri. When she was a child, she was bullied, and for fear that her grandfather would worry about her, she could only fight back by herself. Later, Sherri’s brother stepped in to scare those who bullied her so that they did not dare bully her

anymore.

Her current marriage was not really a marriage at all. How could Mr. Wilson care about her or help her? She could only rely on herself.

“What are you thinking about? Do you see us two as a normal couple? We’re just housemates!”

“You guys really sleep in separate rooms all the time? So you don’t even have a way to seduce him? I still want to know how many abs Mr. Wilson has.”

Natalie choked on a mouthful of soup. “Cough… If you still want to have a conversation with me, then stop your nasty thinking.”

“You’re not like a normal woman. You don’t even like handsome guys. You’re living under the same roof with such a handsome guy every day. How can you not even be interested? Are you blind or something?”

“Miss Landor, are you mistaken about the problem? Come here. Take a look at me. Don’t I look pretty?”

“Yes, you do. You always look pretty.”

“So, it’s Mr. Wilson who doesn’t like me. Why should I move forward and ask for a snub?”

Initially, she planned to enjoy her married life after she got married and not get a divorce as long as she could. She even hoped once that Trevon could take a fancy to her.

But…

How could she not remain sober when the agreement was clearly presented to her? She was simply regarded as a scheming bitch, not to mention he would take a fancy to her.

“Alas, all right. That’s because he’s blind. Those who are not blind will definitely take a fancy to you. I bet Mr. Wilson will like you and won’t want to divorce you”

and rest. We have to work this

to sign an agreement. He was afraid that she was

this matter, as three

the end of work, Natalie planned to text Jim, telling him that she wouldn’t be

Chapter 11

just as she pulled out

thought to herself. “Forget it. I don’t need to send the message. Trevon doesn’t care if I go back or not, so why bother?” Then she

the same time, she was thinking about whether she should go back to Adare Manor or

herself, “Well, the two maids at Foster’s residence are too old and can’t be harassed by those people. I’d better go back to Adare Manor.” With that in mind, she immediately sent a message to her colleague saying she was willing to help. on duty for free and asking her colleague not to come to work

could solve those people better after dark. If she returned to Adare Manor during the day, it would be easy for those people

could drive faster to get rid of those people at

12:15 AM, just as she got in the car and started the engine, she looked in the rearview mirror and saw the

corners of Natalie’s lips curled up in an arc of ridicule, mockery, and sadness.

her as soon as she got into the car? They

there all day long on such a cold day. They were indeed trying so hard for

today but instead to a remote road. She found this road by accident. There were only dim street lights on both sides of the

of losing her. The person sitting in the back of the motorcycle loudly reminded. “Damn, hurry up. Don’t lose

person driving the motorcycle said, “Shut up. We’ll make that

“money.” One million dollars. They usually needed to do several deals to

them to make the target disabled or unconscious, with no risk of jail

people behind her on the motorcycle were so scared that their faces were twisted. Fortunately, they were skilled

motorcycle overturn. She then got

After jumping and rolling,

action angered them. They picked up the iron bars and headed

always took this remote road. All along, they had not encountered any accidents on this road, but today, when the car just drove to the corner, they saw

was not a fight but

help it was too dark for them to

in the confined space. “Turn off the headlights.”

help? This girl will definitely be killed. The iron bars in those two men’s hands were so thick. Were they

can beat

Jim

himself, “Mr. Wilson even knows this?

seat. It was not until

wouldn’t have gotten off blindly if she didn’t

out of the car to help. He