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.”

tears and said in a petulant tone, but her eyes were still sparkling with moisture. “You can’t be so petty. I can’t listen to you this time. You have to agree even if you

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

had their limits. If nobody crossed her, she would not cross them. either. If someone crossed her, she would definitely return

no one else held a grudge against Natalie. She couldn’t think of anyone else who could hate her to the core. Could it be Mia Sullivan It probably wasn’t.

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.

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

at the intersection and it made him seem very out of place. The cell phone in his pocket vibrated. He took

call out

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are you? When is the funeral service of Mrs. Wilson’s nanny What time

Over”

would already be too late by the time he arrived. “The burial is over. Go to the hospital. If you have

didn’t have time so he handed everything to Frank to investigate. That

already That was last Sherri was saying that she wanted to visit Jenny. Where is she buried? Sherri Landor had tasked him with this matter so he had to ask

in self-respect but he wanted badly to win

again. Trevon ended the call. This was because he saw Natalie walking toward

cell phone, he glanced at Natalie’s red and swollen eyes and said softly. “You’re done?”

and nodded.

two of them walked side by side down the steps. The place was very quiet. The sound of birds chirping and the rustling of leaves by the wind sounded especially crisp. After a moment of silence, Natalie could not resist

inscribed on the headstone?” It felt as if the

sooner or later.” Inwardly, he wanted to say. “Your parents are

Natalie remamed silent.

marry either. You’re the only one whose name can appear in the marriage registrar record of Trevon Wilson. I

had already waited for two years.

hint of a threatening overtone. Trevon’s words clearly meant one thing, and that was, he was prepared to stick it out with Natalie for the rest of his life.

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 them did not say anything else and walked side

by side in an unusually harmonious manner, he found that he was not very used to it. “Mr. Wilson, where do you

face was stony. It gave Natalie the misperception that the person who confessed on the steps earlier was not

was really an appropriate moniker for

for Natalie but he was frightened off by

morning. It seemed that Jim had better let Trevon help Natalie