Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 173

The sun hung high in the sky, and the warm sunlight shone diagonally on the icy cold headstone. The light dispelled some of the sorrow so that the cemetery did not feel so bleak and desolate

Three people stood in front of the headstone, namely Natalie Foster, Trevon Wilson, and Jim Hawk. Not surprisingly, Jim stood behind the other two

Natalie squatted down and placed the flower wreath in front of the grave. Jim wanted to go forward and help, but he was stopped by Trevons sharp icy gaze He indicated with his chim that Jim could leave

Upon getting dissed by Trevon, Jun left in an aggrieved manner.

When she finished saying some prayers. Natalie raised her eyes and wanted to thank Jenny. She realized that not only was her name on the headstone but there was also Trevon Wilson’s name. “Daughter Natalie Foster. Son-in-law Trevon Wilson Natalie was stupefied.

When she tried to recall, she did not seem to have given such instructions. She only said to add “Daughter Natalie Foster” but did not mention any son-in-law. She was really surprised that Trevon would include his name on the headstone of her

nanny

Now that the words had already been engraved on it, she couldn’t make Trevon change the inscription again. After all, the deceased was already buried

The man didn’t think much of it and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the headstone as if he didn’t mind at all. He said two words to the headstone in his heart, but his lips were pursed tightly. Thank you.” He didn’t engrave “Son-in-law Trevon Wilson because he was scheming to chain Natalie Foster to himself.

Rather, he was genuinely grateful that Jenny had sacrificed her life in exchange for his son’s safety. Her sacrifice was worth him adding his own name to the headstone.

Without Jenny’s sacrifice. Trevon’s son would not be safe and sound. This woman here would also collapse. Naturally, Trevon himself wouldn’t be any better. The consequences would have been unimaginable. He didn’t dare to imagine it either. The gratitude in his heart was genuine.

There were not many people Trevon would thank in his life. Henry Blackwell was one, Frank Roberts was another, and now Jenny was also one

He placed another bouquet of flowers in front of Barron Foster’s headstone and bowed deeply. His eyes were dark and

unfathomable.

Trevon’s deep voice rang out from above Natalie’s head. “I’ll wait for you over there. He was referring to the intersection leading out of the cemetery. He figured that Natalie probably had something to say to Jenny.

Trevon had arranged for Jenny’s final resting place to be located next to the resting place of Natalie’s grandfather. This was what Natalie wanted.

As soon as he left, Natalie started talking aimlessly. “Grandpa, let me tell you something. I acknowledged Jenny as my godmother today. You won’t mind, right? Jenny has been with the family for most of her life. She helped raise me and also helped you raise your great-grandson for a few years. She even sacrificed herself for Jasper at the last moment.”

“You can’t be so petty. I can’t listen to you this time. You have to agree even if you don’t want to. Anyway, I’ve already acknowledged this godmother. Also, I want

and said, “Lena, thank you. I will avenge you. I. Natalie Foster, swear that I will avenge

someone crossed her, she would definitely return the favor. This time, she couldn’t be soft-hearted.

Athana, other than Harry Foster’s family, generally no one else held a grudge against Natalie. She couldn’t think

it was Trevon Wilson’s enemy, the possibility could be quickly rejected. This was because other than her family and a few of Trevon’s friends, not that many people knew that Natalie and Trevon were married. Moreover, they were already divorced. Why did they have to harm her son?

Jasper was Trevon Wilson’s biological son were all trustworthy people. They would not spread it

phone in his pocket vibrated. He took it out and saw that the call was from that damned fool Hackett Blackwell

led him to make this call out of

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the funeral service of Mrs. Wilson’s nanny

Over”

be too late by the time he arrived. “The burial

Frank to investigate. That guy was probably

saying that she wanted to visit Jenny. Where is she buried? Sherri Landor had tasked him with this matter so he had to ask for details Otherwise, he would get scolded by her

felt that he was a little lacking in self-respect but

grandfather’s grave” Without giving Hackett a chance to speak again. Trevon ended the call. This was because he saw Natalie walking toward him from the corner

glanced at Natalie’s red and swollen

nodded. “Let’s

steps. The place was very quiet. The sound of birds chirping and the rustling of leaves by the wind sounded especially crisp. After a

It felt as if the phrase “son-in-law was engraved in

Inwardly, he wanted

Natalie remamed silent.

down the stairs before adding. This is just a bit. Regardless of whether you accept me in the future. I’m attached to you for the rest of my life. I won’t marry again, and you won’t be able to marry either. You’re the only one whose name can appear in the marriage registrar record of Trevon Wilson. I won’t compel you now. You can do whatever you want. I only do what I have

years. What was two more years?

thing, and that was,

eyes met his gaze that was full of sentimentality by chance. His gaze was blazing with passion and deep affection. Overwhelmed by that gaze, Natalie averted her eyes awkwardly and kept her eyes lowered as she went down the stairs. Both of

was already waiting at the foot of the mountain. When he saw the two of them coming down side by side in an unusually harmonious manner, he found that he was not very used to it. “Mr. Wilson,

gave Natalie the misperception that the person who confessed on the

an appropriate moniker for

the car door for Natalie but he was frightened off by Trevon’s sharp and fierce gaze and backed

It seemed that Jim had better let Trevon help Natalie himself in