Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 172

The next morning, it was as if the sky had cleared after a rain shower, but it also felt as if the tragedy had been covered up.

No matter what mood a person was in, the sun would still rise. Whatever had occurred had already occurred. The heavens would not stop time out of pity for that person. Time would still quietly slip through the fingers. It would never stop for that person for a minute or a second. All that person could do was accept it.

Natalie Foster was worried about something. The first thing she thought of when she woke up was to go to the hospital. She suddenly opened her eyes and got up. Just as she was about to lift the blanket and get out of bed on her right, she saw a man sitting on her right

Who else could it be besides Trevon Wilson? Natalie didn’t expect to fall asleep herself either. Initially, she thought that since Jasper wasn’t at home, she could go to the hospital to accompany Lena after taking a shower and blow-drying her hair. When Lena woke up, she could still take care of Lena.

The man was still asleep. He wasn’t sleeping on his back but sleeping in a sitting position with his hack leaning against the bed head. His two arms were crossed in front of his chest and he appeared very solemn.

So this guy had slept the entire night in this sitting position? He was usually so shameless, but this time, surprisingly, he did not lie down

Natalie turned around and got off the bed from the left. She walked around to the right and picked up one side of the blanket to cover him gently. From the looks of it, this guy must have slept like that for the entire night. There was nothing covering him at all, and he did not seem to be worried about carching a cold.

Trevor’s level of vigilance had always been high. This was a habit he had developed a long time ago. He had actually woken up the moment Natalie sat up. However, he was worried that it would be too awkward if his eyes met Natalie’s gaze, so he pretended to sleep. To his surprise, this woman helped to cover him with a blanket. This was totally unexpected. Trevon was secretly delighted and continued to pretend to sleep.

After covering Trevon with the blanket, Natalie took out her cell phone and checked the time. It was already seven in the morning. She wondered how Lena and the others were doing and whether they were awake.

Just as she was about to put away her cell phone and go to the bathroom to wash up, she realized that she had received a message from an unfamiliar number. It was a multimedia message

Out of curiosity, Natalie paused and clicked on the message to take a look. When she saw the images, the shock was too great for her to accept

Natalie’s vision became more and more blurred. Her eyes became vacant and tears the size of beans flowed out of her eyes. The pain in her heart condensed into a thick dark fog that could not be dispersed. In the end, it suffocated her until she could not say a word.

This message successfully crushed her pretense of being strong She did not realize that Jasper’s safety was exchanged with their lives, Guilt, indebtedness, self-blame… All kinds of emotions surged.

the room became increasingly quieter. There was not even the sound of walking. He slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look for

the cell phone’s screen. Her gaze was still on the cell phone’s screen even though her vision was already blurred. Trevon lowered his gaze to look at the screen that was still lit. His eyes turned extremely icy,

these images, Trevon had asked Frank Roberts to remove all the news posts in advance Yet there were still people who did not know what

was holding tightly away. His first attempt couldn’t pull the cell phone loose, so he pried Natalie’s hand open one finger at a time before finally taking the cell phone out and placing it on the bedside table. Then, he got up and held the

Natalie, who had been immersed in pain and suppressing her emotions, to burst into tears loudly. She cried at the top of her lungs as if she wanted to tear the sky apart.

palm gently stroked Natalie’s

hysterical crying could be heard in the entire suite. Trevon was like a stone statue as he kept repeating the same motion. He did not say anything and simply accompanied her quietly until she was done venting her emotions. It was better to let it out than hold it in. Perhaps she would feel much better after a bout

grew tired from the crying. Gradually, there were only soft sobs left. Trevon slowly

red and swollen eyes. He took a tissue and helped her wipe her tears. “Are you feeling better? What happened has already happened. What we have to do is take care of things in the aftermath. We’ll make proper arrangements for those who have departed. For those

last night. She would hide and heal her injuries, showing only her strong side in front of everyone.

what Trevon meant. She also knew that the dead were gone. However, the images from the photos had been deeply embedded in her mind and she could not get rid of them no matter how she

end?

to a general ward. The Turner family’s bodyguard is expected to regain consciousness in the next two days. Today, we’ll help Jenny settle her funeral matters. Where do

to place Jenny beside Grandpa. On the headstone… write “Forever in Daughter Natalie Foster’s heart. This was because Jenny was worth it.

breakfast over later. After eating, we’ll go to the hospital.” It never occurred to Trevon that Natalie would indicate herself as the daughter on the

walked to the sofa and sat down. He called Jim and told him to contact the funeral parlor and the funeral services company. He instructed Jun on all the details that the latter needed to pay attention to. Trevon did not even give such detailed instructions on his company’s matters.

fact, he had been waiting downstairs for a long time. However, Trevon did not call him on the phone, so he did not dare to intrude. After all, it was not easy for Trevon to walk into Natalie’s home

after this matter, Trevon could reconcile with

a scene that surprised even himself. The man, who was always dressed. meticulously, had a stubble on his chin and dark circles under his eyes. It was obvious that he had not slept enough and was exhausted. “Mr. Wilson, here are the breakfast and clothes. Everything at the funeral parlor has been taken care of You can just rush to the funeral

Frank to check this number.” Trevon sent the number he had memorized to Jim and closed the door, Jim

for

the master bedroom and closed the door. Trevon turned around to look at the closed door and could not help feeling helpless. She did not forget to guard against him even when she was

that he had long harbored designs on her. It