Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 138

Chapter 137 Sherri helped her daughter take a shower After coaxing Ruby to sleep, she lay beside

Ruby. The more she looked at the sleeping Ruby, the more Ruby looked like Hackett Sherri felt

annoyed She sat up in bed and leaned against the headboard, then took her phone and clicked on her

best friend’s chat window. She sent a voice message “Natalie, is Jasper asleep?” Natalie was watching

an autopsy video When she received the message, she immediately exited the video. “He’s asleep.

Look at the time. Is Ruby asleep?” After receiving the message, Sherri decisively video-called Natalie.

“What are you doing?” Natalie put her hands through her hair and tucked it behind her ear. She hadn’t

cut her hair in a long time and it seemed to have grown longer by a lot. Previously, her hair reached her

shoulders, but now it was almost at her waist. Im watching a video. What’s going on? You look like

you’re in a bad mood.” Sherri frowned and sighed. “My mom took Ruby out today. Guess who she

brought her to see?” Natalie didn’t know. “It can’t be Hackett, right?” Sherri would not be worried if

Juana had brought Ruby to see Hackett. That guy was not very smart and would not be able to tell so

quickly. “His mother.” Natalie tightened her grip on her phone. She didn’t know what to say. A few

seconds later, she came back to her senses and was a little nervous. “Then did his mother notice

anything?” From Natalie’s perspective, she didn’t want Hackett to get together with Sherri because of

the child. She hoped that he would be with Sherri because he really liked Sherri. Sherri thought for a

moment and came to the conclusion that Joy probably didn’t know. Her mother only mentioned that Joy

liked Ruby very much. “I don’t think so, but my mother said that Joy likes Ruby very much Joy even

asked my mother to bring Ruby out more often. However, my mother told Joy that the child is yours.

This should reduce suspicion.” Natalie had to admit that blood ties were powerful Juana wanted to help

take care of Ruby the moment she met her. Now, Joy also wanted Juana to bring Ruby to her more

often. “I can only say that blood ties are very mysterious. The main point. is that you’re not on good

terms with Hackett now. It would be fine if he really liked you. I can tell that Hackett’s mother is a good

person and would be a good mother-in-law,” Natalie had already helped her think so far ahead. The

relationship between Sherri and her future mother-in-law shouldn’t be too bad. “What are you thinking?

Do you think I’m blind? Who would like him?” Sherri said in disdain. He was such a playboy. If she got

together with him, she would have to fight monsters repeatedly to level up after marriage. Natalie

laughed. “Got it. Don’t worry. We’ll deal with whatever comes our way. There’s always a way. There’s

still me. Don’t you still have me to help you?” Sherri was in a much better mood now. She smiled and

nodded, then teased her best friend that she wasn’t of much help. At 10:30 PM, a man on the 25th-floor

balcony held a cigarette between his fingers. The spark was exceptionally conspicuous in the dark

night. The man’s face could not be made out, but he could be seen turning his head to look at the room

next door After the lights in Natalie’s room went out, the man walked into his room and closed the

balcony door. He stubbed out his cigarette and threw it into the crystal ashtray. The sudden ringing of

the phone interrupted the silence of the huge suite. He did not turn on the lights in the room. Only the

dim wall lights were on. The light from the phone screen shone directly on his face. The call was from

Jim. He swiped the screen to answer the call. “Hello” On the other end, Jim said in a low voice, “Mr.

Wilson, Michael died five minutes ago. He died at home.” In the end, Hackett begged Trevon again. He

wished Hackett would only chase Mia out of Athana after Michael died. Whether it was Hackett or

Trevon, the two of them would still agree to each other’s requests even though they were playful at the

usual tunes Michael didn’t have much time left. Hackett had mentioned it before, but it had only been a

few days since he last saw Mia. Hacken didn’t expect this to happen so quickly, and he said without

any sympathy, “The day of Michael’s funeral is the day that she leaves Athana. Make sure she leaves.”

Jim acknowledged the order. “Okay” The next morning, Natalie was still at home when she received a

call from the director. “Hello, director.” On the other end, the director smiled obsequiously. “Mrs. Wilson,

I hope I didn’t disturb you.” Natalie scoffed in her heart and thought he was really good at sucking up,

but she still said politely, “No, go ahead.” The director maintained his usual smile. “Well, from today

onward, you can go back to your previous schedule. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, you’ll be

stationed at the outpatient clinic, while on Tuesdays and Thursdays, you’ll be stationed at the impatient

department’ The director was a smart person. During the medical dispute that day, he could tell that

Trevon had feelings for Natalie. From time to time. Trevon would look at Natalie. Although the director

did not know how serious someone like Trevon was when it came to romance, since Trevon liked

Natalie now, he would support Natalie. If Trevon stopped liking Natalie in the future, he would take the

corresponding actions Hearing this. Natalie replied calmly. “Okay” At this moment, Natalie understood

everything. Wasn’t it Trevon’s doing that she was transferred to the inpatient department during this

period of time? He had just been discharged from the hospital, and now she was transferred back.

When she arrived at the entrance of the outpatient clinic, Sherri, who was wearing a dress and high

heels, put one arm over Natalie’s shoulder. “Oh, my God. You come back to the outpatient clinic as

soon as Mr. Wilson is discharged. He’s so scheming. He can do anything just to woo a girl, huh?” As

soon as Sherri finished speaking, she noticed that her best friend was wearing a dress and flats today.

The light pink dress made Natalie’s skin look even fairer. “Why are you wearing a dress today? But you Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

look good in it. Just like what Ava said, your figure is wasted in jeans” Natalie also remembered what

her cousin Ava had said. The corners of her lips curled up slightly. “Aunt and Ava bought all the

dresses in my wardrobe. When I opened the wardrobe this morning and saw that two-thirds of them

were dresses. I felt embarrassed for not wearing them.” Sherri didn’t think that her best friend was

showing off because she knew that Emma and Ava always bought a lot of clothes for Natalie when

they went shopping. “You should wear it. Why not? It’s not like you don’t have a figure You’re gorgeous

Look at how beautiful this dress is. The fishbone braid you’re wearing today is also beautiful. It’s very

feminine.” “Stop it. You’re going overboard with the praising” She was a little shy to be stared at and

praised by Sherri due to her not wearing dresses often. Sherri put her arm around her best friend’s

shoulder. They were such good friends that many nurses and doctors were envious “Let me tell you

something. I heard that Mia’s father passed away last night. Then, Mia broke her leg in the morning.

She’s in the hospital now and doesn’t even have time to go to the funeral I don’t know who wants to

teach her a lesson, but the person is quite ruthless. They specially picked the day of the funeral to take

revenge. It’s obvious that they don’t want Mia to send her father off. However, there’s always a reason

why someone is so pitiful. She committed a lot of bad deeds.” Natalie agreed with this point without any

sympathy. Everyone should pay for their actions, and Mia was no exception. As for Michael’s

departure, there was even less sympathy from Natalie. Death was a natural phenomenon. If that

person was ill, death might actually be a relief. Natalie just didn’t know who was so ruthless. They knew

that Mia made a living by dancing Breaking one of her legs would undoubtedly destroy her dreams and

opportunities to turn the tables for the rest of her life. “Maybe she offended someone. Otherwise, she

wouldn’t have been injured in the place she cared about the most. To a dancer, a leg was a fatal injury.

“She must have done a lot of bad things and made a lot of enemies. I don’t know who wants to kill her. I

don’t pity her. You’d better not pity her too.” Natalie was amused by Sherri’s nagging, so she turned

around and pinched her face. “Do I look like a kind person to you?* Sherri slapped her hand away in

disdain. “You’re ruining my makeup.” “That’s not true. Look at my hand. I don’t have foundation on my

hand. Don’t worry. Your makeup is still intact. You look good” After saying that. Natalie reached her

hand out but it was playfully slapped away by Sherri Sherri said, “From now on, you have to put on light

makeup every day like me. Didn’t your aunt say that makeup is actually a form of respect for yourself?

For example, she said that the reason we wear a dress and high heels is not only to look beautiful but

also to accentuate our figure” “You’ve been successfully brainwashed by my aunt. Although Natalie

said that, she thought Emma was right. Much of what Emma said made sense. Women put on makeup

not only to look beautiful but also to please themselves. This was what Emma had told her. Therefore,

for the past few years when she was abroad, her aunt always advised her to dress up. Unknowingly,

Natalie had developed the habit of applying foundation and lip gloss when she went out now. Women

had to dress themselves up. They could wear pajamas at home, but they had to change into nicer

clothes when they went out. Wearing fashionable clothes was not to please men, but to respect

themselves. A good figure should not be hidden. Wearing dresses and high heels made women look

and feel confident. This was also what Emma had taught her. Her grandfather had never taught her

these things. What he taught her was how to be a good person in this Worl