Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 118

The more afraid you were of something happening, the more likely it would happen. The more you wanted others to keep a secret, the more likely this secret had already spread without your knowledge.

Joy wasn't great at keeping secrets. Thus, this caused Rachel to drag her husband over early in the morning to bring two insulated lunchboxes to see her son.

Yesterday. Joy had promised Hackett she would keep it a secret. In a way, she had fulfilled her promise. After all, Hackett had not told Joy how long she had to keep the secret. Joy had held onto it for the whole night until she could no longer hold it back and called Rachel. Joy had even explained the situation more drastically than it was.

Rachel was so anxious that she immediately dragged her husband, who was about to go to the office, to the hospital. When Rachel arrived at the ward and realized it was not as severe as Joy had said, Rache heaved a sigh of relief. Her husband's car accident had already exhausted all her energy and resilience. If it happened with her son again, Rachel did not dare to imagine it. There was a high chance that she would break down.

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Although Rachel seemed strong on the surface, no matter how strong and decisive she was, she was still a woman and had her weaknesses. Everyone had weaknesses. Of course, Rachel was no exception. No one was Iron Man. They were all made of flesh and blood.

As soon as Caleb entered the room, he sized up his son from head to toe. When Caleb realized that there was nothing serious, he slowly sat on the sofa Rachel carefully placed the breakfast she had brought on the table.

Trevon had known that Hackett was unreliable. If Hackett could be relied on, pigs would be able to fly. However, Trevon spoke normally. Tmn fine. You didn't have to come."

Rachel was still busy helping Trevon adjust the blanket at his feet and said with some distress, "How can we not come when you're hospitalized? At the very least, we need to see that you're okay to be at ease. Hurry and eat."

Trevon slowly ate the breakfast that Rachel had brought Rachel's heart still ached. "Why didn't you tell us that you were sick? If not for Hackett's mother, we wouldn't have known. You weren't planning to tell us, and you didn't hire a caretaker. Is it just Jim taking care of you?"

Trevon didn't show much emotion. "It's nothing serious. I'm not used to being taken care of by outsiders."

Caleb glanced at his indifferent son. "Then Mr. Hawk will have to work harder. A concussion is not something to be taken lightly."

After thinking for a while, Caleb could not help but remind Trevon, 'Since you've been hospitalized, I think you'll be here for at least a day or two. Use this time to think about how to apologize to that girl. Stalling won't solve any problems."

Trevon was slightly stunned. Then, he said indifferently. "Okay"

Caleb had said what he needed to say, so he didn't continue.

Rachel sighed quietly to herself Rachel was a little anxious but could not interfere with her son's relationship. If she interfered too much, her son would be resistant. Rachel still could not understand why Trevor liked that girl. Whether it was her behavior or her family background, there were plenty of other girls in Athana who were better than her.

After a while, the doctor came to conduct the ward rounds. However, the hospital director was the one who personally came today. It was clear how much importance he placed on Trevon. Even someone like Natalie didn't work on the weekends, but the hospital director himself was on duty. The meaning behind this was obvious.

When the director pushed the door open with a benevolent smile, Trevon's expression visibly turned colder. Caleb glanced. at Trevon and realized that Trevon's face was filled with obvious disappointment. Caleb quietly shook his head.

The director had seen Caleb and Rachel before. Now that he had the opportunity to curry favor with them, he would not miss out on it. As soon as the director entered, he greeted them with a flattering tone, "Mr. and Mrs. Wilson, you came to see Mr. Trevon so early. It must be tiring."

Caleb nodded slightly in greeting.

Rachel replied politely. "It must be tiring for you too. You still have to be on duty on the weekend. You're hands-on with

your work."

The director began to curry favor with Rachel. "No, not at all. I have to be considerate of my subordinates. Ms. Natalie has to rest over the weekend. I can't force her to work overtime. It's not easy for a woman to take care of two children." Rachel and Caleb had already heard about the children from Theo, so when the director mentioned it, they did not look surprised. Their expressions barely changed, as if they were talking about someone else.

When Theo had mentioned it to Rachel and Caleb, Rachel had been against her son being involved with Natalie. After all, Rachel felt that the children might not be her grandchildren. However, after Theo's earnest persuasion, Rachel finally compromised.

The director stayed in Trevon's ward for almost 15 minutes. During this time, he spent more than 10 minutes sucking up to

them. When the director noticed the cold aura from Trevon, he finally left the room.

At this moment, Natalie was at Athana Amusement Park buying food when the phone in her pocket rang nonstop. Jenny, who was standing behind her, tactfully took the bag from Natalie's hand so she could answer the phone. "Hello, Sir."

The attitude from the other end of the line was a little strange. "Mrs. Wilson, you're outdoors," The director guessed as he heard the child's screams.

Natalie held the phone between her car and shoulder, the tickets and food in her hand. "Yes, I am. Is something the matter at the hospital?"

The director's voice was filled with laughter. It's nothing. I'm just asking. What's your relationship with Ward 1314's Mr. Wilson? Have you known each other for a long time?"

The gentleness in Natalie's eyes froze when she heard that. Natalie said unhappily. I don't know him."

The director was a little surprised. "You don't know hum? Alright then. I'm just asking casually. Have fun and report to work on time on Monday." After hanging up, the director was still a little suspicious. They didn't know each other? Then why did Mr. Wilson's assistant say that Mr. Wilson didn't like them to switch the staff who did the ward rounds and insisted on this one person?

However, when the director recalled the expression on Mr. Hawk's face that day when he had asked for Natalie to be the one who conducted the ward rounds, there was nothing special about it. It seemed like a random choice.

After hanging up the phone, Natalie's mood had not been affected much. It was normal for people to flatter and ask about the likes of the rich and powerful Such people had existed for thousands of years. Most people were vain How many people would regard money and power as dirt? It was more common nowadays for bootlicking to happen. However, bootlicking was still very useful in the workplace. Some people were placed in important positions, while others were promoted and given a raise. The workplace seemed to have adapted to this, and the changes were becoming more impetuous.

Natalie took the tickets and followed Sherri through the gate. Athana Amusement Park was very big, so of course, there were many people.

It was Sunday, after all.

The amusement park smelled of delicious food. There was the smell of ice cream and popcorn. The milky fragrance lingered in the air for a long time, and the amusement park was filled with colorful light Sherri was playful and was as excited as a child "Natalie, let's go and play bumper cars"

Natalie lowered her head and asked her son with a smile, Jasper, do you want to play on that little car? We'll bump into each other with your sister."

The boy was very happy. "Okay!" Jasper could not suppress the joy on his face.

A child's smule was the most healing thing in the world, and also infectious.

Jenny and Lena stood at the edge of the arena and looked at Natalie's bright smile in relief. Natalie looked very happy and

satisfied

Jasper was very bold, playing one ride after another with Sherri, who also loved playing. They played for about 3 hours until the two children got sleepy and lay on their mother's shoulders, falling asleep in a daze.

Natalie's arms were a little sore from carrying them. After all, the parking lot was a little way out, and her little boy was not light. Jasper weighed about 22 pounds, and his hand held onto a corner of Natalie's clothes.

Lena was already carrying Ruby, and Sherri was holding the bags

Jenny saw that Natalie was putting up a strong front. "Miss Natalie, let me carry Jasper. You've been carrying him for a while. Jasper doesn't look plump, but he isn't light."

Natalie was really out of strength. Previously, when they had gone out in Sapphire City, her aunt, uncle, and cousin had fought to carry the children. Natalie had barely used any energy. As such, Natalie did not insist and let Jenny take Jasper from her arms,

Natalie shook her sore arms. "Oh no. My stamina has decreased. I've been talking about getting a running machine for a few days, but I kept forgetting. I'll go back and order one tonight.

Sherri looked at her best friend's slightly trembling hand. "Look at how your hand is trembling as if you have Parkinson's. Why don't I drive back?"

Natalie said in disdain, "Tll do it. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat dinner if you drive."

Sherri glared at her. "Who are you looking down on? Why are you discriminating against me?"

"Miss, I just want to go home quickly and take the kids for dinner. Do you want to eat outside or at home?"

"That's more like it. You should cook. I haven't eaten your cooking in a long time. Why don't we call my brother? The three of us haven't met for a long time."

Natalie did not refuse. "Go ahead. Ask Edward if he's busy and what he wants to eat."

Sherri immediately sent a message to her brother.

Natalie was still the one who drove back. The two children were in the back of the car, carried by Lena and Jenny respectively.

When they were almost at Evergreen Gardens, Natalie turned her head and asked, "Has your brother replied? Is he coming? Let's take the two children home, and we'll go out to get some groceries together." Sherri answered, "My brother said he won't be coming since he needs to go on a business trip tomorrow. He said he'll meet us next time. Let him be. We'll go and buy the groceries now."