Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 43

At the Athana Hospital.

Natalie, Sherri, and other doctors who had been resuscitating the patients on the highway for more than two hours drove back to the hospital without stopping to support the resuscitation work in the operating theater.

It was not until 12:30 p.m. that all the resuscitation efforts ended. None of the patients died. The minor cases were transferred to normal wards, and the major cases were observed in the ICU. This made Natalie’s tense heart relax.

As soon as Sherri walked out of the operating theater, she and Natalie collapsed on the ground. “Natalie, I feel like I’m going to die. I can’t even raise my hands. My legs are trembling like a parkinsonism patient’s.”

Natalie was not any better. She woke up very early in the morning and was called over without catching up on her sleep. She said weakly, “I’m not much better either. I’m about to starve to death. Let me rest for a

while more. Let’s take a taxi home later.”

Natalie didn’t want to take up any more medical resources. She really didn’t have the strength to drive her motorcycle anymore.

Sherri sighed. She rolled her eyes and looked at the lights above her head. She was in a half–dead state. “We definitely have to take a taxi. I can’t step on the accelerator. I don’t even have the strength to call the driver now. We’ll get the security guard to hail the taxi later and pay the money. Let’s pay it back tomorrow. Fortunately, we are resting tomorrow.”

“Are you crazy? Get the security guard to pay. No matter how, you have to pay before you die. I don’t want to chat with you anymore. I’m so tired. I just want to lie down now.”

They had to pay for this themselves.

The security guard helped the two of them take two taxis home. They were so tired that they did not say a word while waiting for the car.

At 1 a.m., one of the lights in the Wilson Group Building was still on.

Jim stood at the side, feeling miserable. He could have gotten off work earlier, but Trevon insisted on finishing all the work tomorrow ahead of

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time tonight.

It was already one o’clock in the morning.

As Jim complained, the man looked up and began to organize the documents in his hand. “That’s enough. Let’s go back.”

Jim was like winning the lottery. He quickly sorted out all the information and went downstairs to drive Trevon to Adare Manor.

A minute before Trevon got out of the car, he said coldly, “You don’t have to pick me up tomorrow.”

“Alright, do you want to accompany Mrs. Wilson?” Now, Jim understood. It turned out that Trevon worked overtime at night because he wanted to take time out to accompany Natalie tomorrow.

It was time to accompany Natalie. She was so noble and hardworking.

up. Jim quickly stepped on

into the villa.

guest hall were dim, and only the one on the porch was on. Trevon was suspicious. Did

breathing in the quiet living room. Looking for the source of the sound, Trevon

white down jacket and jeans were covered in blood. Natalie’s face and forehead were also

that she did not

How sloppy.

when Trevon saw this scene, a certain part of his chest

heart ached for this woman.

always been a clean freak, frowned and walked to Natalie’s side. He gently put his hand through her back and one hand through the crook of her leg. He carried her to his knee and

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and

After such a long time, she showed no signs of waking

off his suit and rolled up his sleeves. He went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water and gently wiped the bloodstains on her face. From beginning to end, he did

at the woman. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he took off her jeans. In an instant, her fair and slender legs blocked his eyes, and the

down, and his lower abdomen was a little

looking at Natalie. He stood up and went to the wardrobe to get a change of clothes for

sleeping quietly, but Trevon was already exhausted. He turned around and went to the

an hour later.

guest room to take a look at the exhausted woman who was still

forehead dotingly and gently closed the door.

next morning.

was the first time

and buzzed non–stop. He closed his eyes and reached out his slender

voice sounded especially low and hoarse. “Hello.” Trevon did not look

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last night. Why don’t you think of a way to remove them?” Hackett, who was popular among women,

a double–edged sword.

could also be said that for Natalie, the disadvantages outweighed the

one was popular, there would be more trouble.

the indoor air conditioner. The temperature was set to 82.4 °F. Then he sat up and leaned against the back of the bed.

have to remove them?” Could it be that Hackett

the hospital. Wherever there are women, there will be a lot of trouble. Women are always jealous. Are you sure you don’t want to help Mrs. Wilson settle it? Besides, doesn’t Mrs. Wilson like to keep a low

I need to do so?

good intentions were

intentions.

I’m just being

what Hackett wanted to say. Hackett angrily took out his phone from his ear and looked at