Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 24

After a refreshing shower, Natalie blow-dried her hair in the bathroom while counting the days remaining before the divorce in her heart.

Half of a month had stealthily elapsed since she and Trevon got the marriage license, leaving behind a mere two and a half months until their divorce.

Soon, liberation would be hers to embrace.

However, where would she go once the two-and-a-half months waned? The Foster’s residence was replete with cherished memories of her late grandfather. Besides, living there would fail to offer her tranquility,

In the past, Harry, her father, would never set foot inside the house. But now that Barron had passed away, it was certain that Harry would not abide by the rules Barron had established before.

This was all because of Harry’s audacious act of bringing his mistress, along with his illegitimate daughter, into the Foster’s residence merely a week after Natalie’s mother’s demise. Natalie’s grandfather, Barron, incensed beyond measure, had been consigned to a hospital bed, vehemently demanding the severance of any paternal connection to Harry.

Harry didn’t agree, so Barron then offered that if Harry wanted to live with his mistress and illegitimate daughter, then he wasn’t allowed into the Foster’s residence even half a step. Otherwise, Harry would no longer be considered as his son, and he would be disinherited from the farmily fortune. Moreover, Barron also said that he would take Natalie away, and Harry was not allowed to meddle in everything about her.

Driven by his desire to live with his mistress and his illegitimate daughter as a family, Harry capitulated, swearing off ever setting foot in the Foster’s residence, nor bothering Natalie ever again.

However, Harry had never anticipated, nor had Natalie herself, that Barron would entrust the lawyer Abbot to transfer all the inheritance to Natalie’s name upon the deaths of her mother and grandparents. It was all notarized.

It was an obvious trick to Harry, orchestrated by Barron, to grant Natalie

a life with no worries.

The recollection of this weighed heavily upon her heart, and Natalie’s

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eyes welled up with misty tears.

She raised her head to hold back her tears, lost once again in pensive

rumination.

Harry had always acted like an obedient son in the past, fueled by his desire to get Barron’s inheritance Yet, now that Barron’s inheritance lay securely under Natalie’s name, she knew Harry would undoubtedly unleash a torrent of troubles upon her

Anyway, things would work out in the end. Natalie decided to put it behind her for a while.

Meanwhile, Trevon, having also finished his shower, reclined languidly on the bed, retrieving his phone to search about the working hours of doctors at the Athana Hospital

The page displayed the schedule of doctors at the Athana Hospital, and the morning shift was from 8 am to 5 pm while the night shift was from 1:30 pm to 8 pm.

As he glanced at the work schedule, a frown creased his forehead. The attended time was from 8:00 pm to 8:00 am the following morning followed by a day off, and then back to the morning shift. There were two shifts a week.

Such was the rotating schedule, dictating the rhythm of the morning and evening shifts.

doctor’s workload was undeniably arduous. It came as no surprise that Natalie

it was difficult to imagine her as a doctor. Though they got married

by the side of the villa. After her recent fight, she had been feeling that her

crossed paths with Trevon descending the stairs. It was the

suit, standing at more than 5.9 feet tall, he descended the stairs with an air of confidence. His black attire made him look very

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immediately

the spotlight of the world had

was very handsome, and his features

he didn’t always put on a

enough?” Trevon asked, fixing his gaze on Natalie who

came back to her senses. “Ahem, Mr. Wilson, good morning.”

as always.

heaven, offering no response to her greeting. Instead,

fridge is empty. Shall we go out and grab

manner.

as the words escaped her lips, she realized the inappropriateness, since their relationship now was far from suitable for

uproar if they were seen by someone. while they were having breakfast together. Natalie could imagine that people would praise Trevon as God’s favored one while she would be criticized hard, like she was not worthy of him, or she married him through elaborate

could already fathom

refrigerator. You can cook something with them,” Trevon declared with

Upon waking in the morning, he suddenly wanted to have the breakfast she made, fueled by a mysterious curiosity about what she would prepare for

of his grandfather’s high praise of her.

she was not as good as his grandfather

about the fact that she

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the fridge. The previous night, she found nothing in the fridge, and that was why she had to eat durian to satisfy her stomach, only to be met with

imitated his way of not responding and promptly entered the kitchen to inspect the

of his mouth. It seemed that Natalie remained unconvinced of

It was as though the supermarket had relocated itself within the kitchen. Her eyes then shifted. to the scattered flour and the toasted

this a test of her

shops outside would be overly saccharine for his taste. Thus, she enrolled in a class to master

called out from the kitchen to the living room, “What would you desire for breakfast, Mr. Wilson?”

he replied, reminiscing about his military days when he developed a habit of contenting himself with whatever rations were provided, but years of indulgence had slightly pampered his palate.

Natalie’s cooking was very appetizing

taste.

After all, who knew whether he would enjoy it or not when she cooked

of milk. In the morning, she had grown fond of

always emphasized the importance of a substantial breakfast, a good lunch, and a lighter

never forget having breakfast, which was also

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in her upbringing and routine.