Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 611

The people who received the message outside the operating theater were just as excited as Rose. On

the contrary, Frank, who was in the operating theater, remained the calmest.

Grace and Emma held hands and leaned their heads close to each other. They looked at the cute

babies in the photos on the phone and smiled simultaneously. They observed the photos for a few

minutes before exclaiming, "That's so great."

This was said by Emma.

Williams' smile gradually deepened. He grinned from ear to ear as he patted Daniel's shoulder to

express his gratitude. "Thank you for marrying your precious daughter to Frank. Frank is truly lucky."

He had got grandson and granddaughter at the same time. The Roberts family was really blessed.

Daniel also smiled. "Frank is also very excellent, and that was why Ava would fancy Frank at first sight.

It's all destined."

"That's right. They're all excellent. They're meant for each other. But Frank is the one who benefits

more from that. The people those I know all envy me." This time, Grace didn't stop Williams from being

happy.

In his excitement, Williams didn't forget to show off to Charlie. He sent the information to Charlie at

Yamin Group, [Charlie, look, they are my grandson and granddaughter. Ava gave birth to a pair of twins Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

for Frank. Look how cute they are.]

After sending it, he looked at the message and wasn't satisfied. He then kindly "consoled" Charlie with

another message, [You don't have to be too jealous. You know, if something is meant to happen, it will.

Otherwise, don't push it. Just take it easy.]

When he finished typing, Williams looked at his message and was very satisfied. He nodded and

pressed send.

After receiving the message, Charlie read Williams' message and almost lost his temper. He replied in

an unfriendly tone, [First of all, congratulations. Secondly, can you just forget my existence? I asked

you to help Chris find a girlfriend, but you rejected me. Now, you're keeping sending me messages. Do

you think I've lived too long, so you want to upset me to death?]

Charlie then replied, [Be kind. The gift will arrive in a few days. No need to respond. Thank you.]

Charlie was so furious at Williams' messages.

Williams, upon receiving the response, laughed out loud and even shared Charlie's messages with

everyone. Joseph also took a glance. He had expected better from Chris and even help Chris get that

woman back from Sapphire City to Athana, but there was just nothing happening after such a long

time.

"What a useless man! Do I have to bring that woman in front of him?" he thought.

After reading the messages that Williams shared with her, Grace's lips curled up slightly. She pushed

the phone back and said, "That's enough. If Charlie has any issues, will you handle Chris's marriage in

the future?"

Williams put away his phone, hiding it in his pocket. "It won't happen. After being teased by me for so

many years, Charlie is still alive and well," he thought.

He was genuinely in a good mood and didn't waste any more time pondering how long Charlie could

survive.

Two hours later, Ava was wheeled back to the ward. Emma and Williams each pushed a baby carriage.

Originally, Grace was pushing one, but Williams snatched it away. It seemed that he really liked the

babies.

Meanwhile, Frank had been by Ava's side the whole time. He had already seen the babies. In the

operating theater, Rose carried the babies in front of him. The two children were remarkably good-

looking and had a mix of his and Ava's features.

Ava fell asleep soon after being pushed back to the ward. She was truly exhausted since she kept her

eyes open all the time until the surgery ended, fearing she might miss the interesting things Frank had

shared with her.

Frank had said more today since they had been together than she had heard in years.

Rose glanced at the sleeping Ava and said in a hushed voice, "Ava is asleep. I'll go back first, Frank."

After spending a few hours in the operating theater, Rose was also a bit tired. Perhaps it was due to the

pregnancy reaction, but she had been exceptionally tired these few days.

Grace looked at her daughter and instructed, "Be careful and take care of yourself."

In order not to distract her mother and worry her, Rose nodded with a smile. "Don't worry, Grace. I'm

now treated like a princess at home. And the Queen even bestowed me with a personal physician."

Obviously, the Queen she referred to was Juana, and the personal physician was Sherri. Grace smiled

at her words.

The few of them were amused by Rose's metaphor, but it was quite vivid. After all, in the Landor

family's house, Juana was the boss.

Frank was concerned about his sister going downstairs alone. "I'll escort you. Grace, I'll be right back."

Emma sensed her son-in-law's worry for his daughter and said before Grace responded, "Go ahead.

Your mother and I are here. Don't worry."

"Okay." Frank placed a reassuring hand on his sister's shoulder as they walked out the door. He gently

closed the door behind them and approached the elevator. Coincidentally, they encountered Mila, the

doctor who assisted Sherri to operate the Ava's surgery. Frank's gaze remained fixed on the lighted

numbers on the display above the elevator door.

The elevator door soon opened, and the three entered in silence. None of them spoke. Rose did not

resist her brother's supportive gesture. While their physical closeness suggested a strong sibling bond,

the reality was even better.

After half a minute of quiet, Mila, hands in the pockets of her white coat, broke the silence and said,

"Dr. Roberts, it turns out that you're the daughter of the Roberts family. You've been low-key. We've

been working together for so long time, and we all had no idea about that. You're adept at keeping

secrets."

Rose, not entirely fond of the topic, maintained a polite smile. Frank frowned, glancing at Mila, who was

standing beside Ava and recognized that she was one of the doctors who assisted Sherri to operate

the Ava's surgery.

"Dr. Brown, if possible, I'd appreciate it if you could keep it under wraps. I prefer working quietly.

Moreover, my professional life is unrelated to my family background. I also practiced as a pediatrician

when I was abroad."

Mila, who just felt surprised and asked due to curiosity, responded, "Yes, I won't tell anyone."

However, her curiosity seemed to be an offense to Rose. Rose had come to Athana Hospital for so

long without revealing her family background, which meant that she did not want anyone to know about

that.

Frank, with one hand in his pocket and the other on his sister's shoulder, spoke casually, "Rose earned

her place here based on her own merit."

Frank, who had never spoken very much, helped his sister explain. He guessed that it was probably

because of him that his sister's identity was exposed.

He looked at Mila. "Do you know me?"

Mila looked at Frank. She had to admit that Frank was truly handsome and attractive, but she could

sense a shift in Frank's demeanor. His once gentle demeanor when he accompanied Ava at the

operating theater was now replaced by indifference and a touch of coldness. She smiled awkwardly,

instantly regretting her words. "I met you once by chance."

Frank nodded, saying nothing more. Exiting the elevator, he said to Mila again, "At Athana Hospital,

Rose is simply a professional doctor. I hope you'll keep that in mind, Dr. Brown."

His voice wasn't loud, and his tone remained calm, yet his words carried an underlying threat. Mila,

inside the elevator, was momentarily stunned, but she quickly nodded. "I understand."

Upon finishing his words, Frank walked out, holding his sister in his arms. In the car, Tom was already

awake, devouring a sandwich. He had bought two at once. Spotting the passenger seat door open, he

swiftly finished chewing and said in a muffled voice, "Do you feel hungry? I still have more."

As he spoke, he generously held up his untouched second sandwich.

Rose came here after breakfast, so she said, "No need. I'm not hungry."

Frank hadn't have eaten anything, so he actually felt a bit hungry. However, watching Tom devour the

food with sandwich debris at the corner of his mouth, he lost his appetite, no matter how hungry he

was. Coldly, he said, "Leave it yourself. Wipe your mouth clean and then drive Rose back to the Landor

family."

Tom hastily nodded. "Frank, don't worry. I promise to complete the mission. Ms. Roberts, I'll drive you

back after finishing this bite."

Despite Tom's assurance, Frank lingered. He looked at Tom unhappily, retracted his hand from the car

window, took a step back, and opened the passenger door. He assisted Rose out of the car once more.

Rose, pulled down, was bewildered, unsure of her brother's intentions. "Am I not leaving now?"

Frank said, "Go sit in the backseat."

As he spoke, he opened the door of the backseat and gestured for Rose to sit behind Tom. Tom, still

munching on his sandwich, was even more perplexed. He was totally confused.

What was wrong with the passenger seat? Wasn't it clean?

Why did Frank want Rose to sit in the backseat?

Not only was Tom confused, but Rose was also bewildered. She didn't react even after her brother

closed the door of the backseat.

After Frank closed the door, he cautioned Tom once more to be careful. "If you dare to drive while

eating, I'll twist your head off."

Hearing this, Tom felt a shiver down his spine. He hurriedly nodded. "I won't do that. I'm already very

full now."

Between having food and his life, he'd undoubtedly choose the latter. Even if he starved to death, he

wouldn't like to become a headless corpse.

Tom swiftly pressed the accelerator and drove the car smoothly, exhibiting remarkable carefulness. In

the backseat, Rose smiled as she observed her brother's leaving back through the car window.

Frank strode towards the inpatient building but bypassed the ward, heading directly to the canteen to

grab breakfast. Grace and William hadn't had breakfast yet.

Upon pushing open the ward door, Frank found Ava still asleep, with an oxygen tube in her nose and a

urinary catheter nearby. His jaw tightened, his heart aching as he saw this. He spoke in a deep voice, "I

just bought some breakfast." With almost no breakfast available in the canteen, they could only settle

for what was there to fill their stomach.

Grace and Williams were not picky on food and graciously accepted breakfast. Grace, holding her

plate, turned to Emma and asked, "Have you had breakfast? Let's eat together."

Joseph took over a hotdog and expressed his gratitude before he began eating. With one hand free, he

messaged Christina, [Christina, Ava gave birth to twins. I'll pick you up later. Stay at home for a while.

Ava is sleeping now. There's no hurry.]

Without waiting for Christina's reply, Joseph took a bite of his hotdog and then also sent a message to

Natalie, [Natalie, Ava gave birth to twins.]

Perhaps Natalie was busy with work, she did not reply immediately. Since Theo's departure, she had

been busier than Trevon, always seeking special cases to study with a few professors. Trevon was

aware of her true thoughts.

Emma chimed in, "I had some food on the way here. I'll have only one." In reality, she had only had a

few pieces of bread.

They all enjoyed their breakfast, with Williams and Daniel finishing theirs quickly. Frank was the first to

finish his breakfast, followed by Williams and then Daniel. Emma was the slowest.

Christina replied to Joseph's message, [Twins! Frank is going to be overjoyed. I'll come over myself

later. The car at home is almost moldy. I'll give it a try.]

Joseph was aware of his wife's enthusiasm for driving. In Sapphire City, she had always gone to work

with him and did not even have the chance to drive. Christina actually liked to drive too. Joseph then

sent a message, saying, [Take care.]

Christina replied, [Are you still worried about my driving skills? If we have a race, it's hard to say who

will lose.]

Joseph never competed with Christina as long as it was about the matters of life and death. Whenever

Christina sought the upper hand, he willingly admitted defeat, so Joseph just replied, [I surrender.]

Christina sent, [You really know when to advance and when to retreat. I'll come back after George

takes a nap.]

Joseph replied again, [Take care.]

Christina responded, [Okay.]

In the afternoon, Christina drove her red sports car to Athana Hospital.

As soon as she entered, she saw Frank carrying the baby and wandering around. Christina was very

puzzled. "You just can't bear to part with him, do you? The baby needs quiet sleep now. You can't

always carry him like this?"

Frank glanced at her and then just ignored her. It was obvious that Christina didn't take care of her

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Frank quickly picked his son up and started to coax his son to sleep again, but it took hours every time.

His hands were so sore, since he had to maintain a certain movement to carry the baby. In addition, it

was his first time carrying such a soft baby, so his movements and muscles were tense.

At this moment, Frank's arm was sore and swollen like he had lifted a bucket full of water for a few

hours. However, he did not dare to put his son down. After Ava fell asleep, Grace let Williams go back

to the company to catch up on his sleep. And Tom drove him to the company.

Daniel and Emma went to the other room to catch up on their sleep. They were prepared to take turns

guarding the babies and did not intend to hire a nanny.

Afraid that Ava would be worried that the others couldn't take good care of the babies, they were

prepared to do it themselves.

Joseph saw Frank moving his shoulders and guessed that his arms were sore. He walked over and

said, "Let me do it."

Frank wanted to say no, but Joseph had already snatched the baby from his arms and carried his son

in the most professional posture. Frank glanced at him quietly.

Joseph looked at the little guy in his arms who immediately opened his eyes because he senses that it

was a different person. "It seems that your son inherited your sensitive system."

Frank made no reply.

Frank couldn't help but wonder, 'Does he mean that the gene for his son sleeping badly in his crib

comes from the Turner family?'