Turning Of The Tide

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

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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.

family for most of her life. She helped raise me and also helped you raise your great-grandson for a

to you this time. You have to agree even if you don’t want to. Anyway, I’ve

the more tears flowed down her face and dripped onto the ground. She sniffled and said, “Lena, thank you. I will avenge you. I. Natalie Foster, swear that I will avenge you even if I have to forsake this

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

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.

rejected. This was because other than her family and a few of Trevon’s friends, not that

that Jasper was Trevon Wilson’s biological son were all

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.”

him to make this call out

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“Where are you? When is the funeral service of Mrs. Wilson’s nanny What time

Over”

thought to himself that it would already be too late by the time he arrived. “The burial is over.

investigate. That guy was probably curting Trevon to death

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.

he was a little lacking in self-respect

chance to speak again. Trevon ended the call. This was because he saw Natalie walking

phone, he glanced at Natalie’s red

lowered her gaze and nodded. “Let’s

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

as if the phrase “son-in-law was engraved in her

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

Natalie remamed silent.

is just a bit. Regardless of whether you accept me in the future. I’m attached to you for the rest of my life. I 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. I won’t compel you now. You can do whatever you want. I only do what I have

had already waited for two years. What

hint of a threatening overtone. Trevon’s words clearly meant one thing, and that was, he was

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

down side by side in an unusually harmonious manner, he

the misperception that the person who confessed on the steps earlier was

an appropriate moniker