Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

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. | 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.” She wiped her tears and said in a petulant tone, but her eyes were still sparkling with moisture. “You can’t be so petty. | 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, | want to acknowledge Lena as my godmother too.” The more she spoke, the more tears flowed down her face and dripped onto the ground. She sniffled and said, “Lena, thank you.

| will avenge you. |. Natalie Foster, swear that | will avenge you even if | have to forsake this doctor's outfit.” Her family’s safety was the line no one could cross.

Grandpa had always told Natalie to be kind, but everyone had their limits. If nobody crossed her, she would not cross them.

either. If someone crossed her, she would definitely return the favor. This time, she couldn't be soft-hearted. She could roughly guess who was responsible for this incident, but she needed sufficient evidence.

In Athana, other than Harry Foster's family, generally 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.

If 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? Furthermore, those who knew that Jasper was Trevon Wilson's biological son were all trustworthy people. They would not spread it around.

Trevon's slender figure stood at the intersection and it made him seem very out of place. The cell phone in his pocket vibrated.

He took it out and saw that the call was from that damned fool Hackett Blackwell Trevon answered in an unfriendly tone, “Speak.” Hackett’s bumbling overeagerness led him to make this call out of kindness to send his condolences. When he heard 10.01F Trevor's vokse, he asked, “Where are you? When is the funeral service of Mrs. Wilson's nanny What time should we come Over” Trevon thought to himself that it would already be too late by the time he arrived. “The burial is over. Go to the hospital. If you have nothing to do, go and help Frank” Trevon didn’t have time so he handed everything to Frank to investigate. That guy was probably curting Trevon to death behind Trevon’s back “Buried 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 for details Otherwise, he would get scolded by her non-stop. This woman's temper was really not good.

Hackett felt that he was a little lacking in self-respect but he wanted badly to win Sherri’s heart.

“Your 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 of his eye After putting away his cell phone, he glanced at Natalie's red and swollen eyes and said softly. “You're done?” Natalie lowered her gaze and nodded. “Let's go to the hospital” The 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 asking. “Why did you have your name inscribed on the headstone?” It felt as if the phrase “son-in-law was engraved in her heart.

“It will have to be inscribed sooner or later.” Inwardly, he wanted to say. “Your parents are my parents” Natalie remamed silent.

When he saw that she was silent. Trevon quietly walked 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. | 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. | won't compel you now. You can do whatever you want. | only do what | have to do. You can respond to me when you think the time is ripe. | can wait.” He had already waited for two years. What was two more years? The totally unexpected confession carried a 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.

Natalie raised her eyes in response and her 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 them did not say anything else and walked side by side to the foot of the mountain in silence.

Jim 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, where do you wish to go?” Trevon's face was stony. It gave Natalie the misperception that the person who confessed on the steps earlier was not him.

Chameleon was really an appropriate moniker for him.

“To the hospital” Jim wanted to open the car door for Natalie but he was frightened off by Trevon’s sharp and fierce gaze and backed away.

This was already the second time Trevon had dissed Jim this morning. It seemed that Jim had better let Trevon help Natalie himself in the future. Otherwise, he would he killed by Trevon’s gaze.

Trevon extended his well-defined hand with slender fingers and opened the back seat door for Natalie. As soon as the two of them got into the car, Jim tactfully rolled up the privacy partition. He wanted to be invisible.

Jim had a strong desire to live. The important point was that he had to live until he was old enough to receive a petision.

When he thought of this, Jim felt a little depressed. This year, the retirement age had been delayed by another five years. Initially, he wanted to return home at the age of 60 to enjoy his golden years, but now he had to wait until he was 65 years. old. What a miserable life.

Only Natalie and Trevon were left sitting on the back seat in the enclosed compartment. The atmosphere was a little weird.

Natalie turned her head awkwardly to look at the scenery going past outside the window. It passed by in a flash, and she did not have the time to appreciate it.

After a moment of silence, Natalie said without turning her head as if she was muttering to herself, “Has Jasper been a good boy?” She missed her son.

The man’s deep voice resounded in the sealed compartment. “Don’t worry about that kid. He’s having a lot of fun. He's the Almighty in the Wilson's residence now. Even Grandpa is afraid of breaking him when he carries him. Who will dare to antagonize him?” When Natalie heard that, she concurred. She already knew that this would be the outcome when they were at the park that day. However, as a mother, it was inevitable that she would inquire about her son after not seeing him for one whole night.

Jasper was the type that warmed up slowly to people. He would be aloof when he met strangers, but once he let down his guard, he would play with the other party like good buddies.

In the past, when she was in Sapphire City, Natalie did not allow the child to go too wild when he played with her uncle and aunt.

This was especially so for Ava, who had the temperament of a child.

“Thank you.” After this incident, Natalie began to examine herself. Without her older cousin's help, her life might have been a complete mess.

Sometimes, when a person refused to face something, reality would always give him a tight slap to wake him up.

When he saw that Natalie had stopped talking and was thinking about something in a daze in low spirits, Trevon knew she still needed some time to come to terms with the matter. He comforted her, “Let our son stay in the Wilson's residence for a few days. We'll settle everything first.” In a rare instance of concurrence, Natalie nodded. Trevon was right. The other party's target was Jasper. Then was Natalie next? She could not allow Jasper to fall into any more danger. Otherwise, it would be equivalent to taking her life. She had to catch the mastermind.

The Wilson's residence was indeed very safe. Since Jasper was getting quite used to life in the Wilson's residence, Natalie could take some time out to deal with some people and matters.

She firmly believed that Jasper was not the only target this time but also her. If she used....

Trevon watched as the woman remained deep in thought with closed eyes. He thought that she was tired, so he did not say anything to disrupt her again. He did not know that she was hatching a dangerous plan.