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.

A heart-wrenching pain and helplessness crept into every cell in Natalie’s body… In spite of herself,

she cried hoarsely Trevon thought that the woman would do something else next. After waiting for a

while, 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 Natalie. He saw her sitting quietly on the left side of the

bed. She did not make a sound, but her shaking shoulders made him panic. He quickly got up and

walked over.

As he stood looking down, searching for the reason that upset Natalie, he saw her eyes locked on 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,

and the veins on his tightly clenched fists bulged up visibly.

In order to prevent Natalie from seeing 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 good for them.

Trevon slowly squatted down, leaned close, and tried to pull the cell phone that Natalie 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 back of her head with his palm. He gently pressed her head into his arms and

restrained all the hostility in his body as he said softly. “Just cry.”

These two words successfully caused 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. Every cry hit Trevon’s heart heavily, and his chest was about to crack open from each

successive hit.

He pursed his lips and his face was full of iciness. His palm gently stroked Natalie’s head, trying to

calm her down with this method

Only 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 of crying

About half an hour later, Natalie grew tired from the crying. Gradually, there were only soft sobs left.

Trevon slowly

squatted down and looked at her 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 who

survived, we’ll compensate twice over in the future, okay?”

This was the first time Trevon had seen Natalie cry. It also verified his thoughts last night. She would

hide and heal her injuries, showing only her strong side in front of everyone.

Natalie understood 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 tried. There was also that image of Ethan White collapsing at the last moment while protecting

Jasper. How much conviction did he have to hold on until the

end?

When he saw that she was still in a daze and slid not look very energetic, Trevon said patiently, “Wash

your face. Lena has already been transferred 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 you want to settle her final resting place?”

These words snapped Natalie out of her daze. She said in a voice with a strong naval tone. “I want to

place Jenny beside Grandpa. On the headstone… write “Forever in Daughter Natalie Foster’s heart.

This was because Jenny was worth it.

“Alright, I’ll take care of it. Go wash up first. Jim Hawk will send 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 headstone. Grandpa was right. This woman was very kind. He had to admit that he was blind.

Natalie got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. Trevon 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