Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 14

At the Athana Hospital cafeteria, Sherri handed a set of keys to Natalie as soon as she sat down. "Here you are. This car has excellent performance in all aspects. You can race it the way you want, but be careful."

The car was Sherri's brother's, and Sherri had her family's driver send the car over. Her driving skills weren't good, so she dared not buy a sports car.

Natalie stopped eating, put the keys in her pocket, and said, "Thanks."

Sherri gave her a look and said, "Natalie, in fact, you can ask Mr. Wilson for help. As long as he comes to help you, Mr. Foster won't even dare to touch you in the future."

Sherri and Natalie grew up together, so she knew Harry and his family too well. She was terrified that they would do something unfavorable to Natalie in the future.

Natalie paused her movement on the fork in her hand, feeling sad. It seemed that she could not get help from anyone but Sherri. When she was a child, she was bullied, and for fear that her grandfather would worry about her, she could only fight back by herself. Later, Sherri's brother stepped in to scare those who bullied her so that they did not dare bully her anymore.

Her current marriage was not really a marriage at all. How could Mr. Wilson care about her or help her? She could only rely on herself.

"What are you thinking about? Do you see us two as a normal couple? We're just housemates!"

"You guys really sleep in separate rooms all the time? So you don't even have a way to seduce him? I still want to know how many abs Mr. Wilson has."

Natalie choked on a mouthful of soup. "Cough... If you still want to have a conversation with me, then stop your nasty thinking."

"You're not like a normal woman. You don't even like handsome guys. You're living under the same roof with such a handsome guy every day. How can you not even be interested? Are you blind or something?"

"Miss Landor, are you mistaken about the problem? Come here. Take a look at me. Don't I look pretty?"

"Yes, you do. You always look pretty."

"So, it's Mr. Wilson who doesn't like me. Why should I move forward and ask for a snub?"

Initially, she planned to enjoy her married life after she got married and not get a divorce as long as she could. She even hoped once that Trevon could take a fancy to her.

But...

How could she not remain sober when the agreement was clearly presented to her? She was simply regarded as a scheming bitch, not to mention he would take a fancy to her.

"Alas, all right. That's because he's blind. Those who are not blind will definitely take a fancy to you. I bet Mr. Wilson will like you and won't want to divorce you."

Natalie was speechless for a while. "Let's eat and rest. We have to work this afternoon."

She felt that Sherri was being unrealistic. When they moved in together the day after registering for marriage, Trevon was eager for her to sign an agreement. He was afraid that she was after his money, and the dates on the agreement were from the day before they registered for marriage. He was as wary of her as he would be of a thief.

However, she still hadn't told Sherri about this matter, as three months was very short anyway.

Near the end of work, Natalie planned to text Jim, telling him that she wouldn't be returning for a few days.

But she stopped just as she pulled out her phone to type.

She thought to herself, "Forget it. I don't need to send the message. Trevon doesn't care if I go back or not, so why bother?" Then she put the phone back into her pocket.

At the same time, she was thinking about whether she should go back to Adare Manor or not.

She thought to herself, "Well, the two maids at Foster's residence are too old and can't be harassed by those people. I'd better go back to Adare Manor." With that in mind, she immediately sent a message to her colleague saying she was willing to help on duty for free and asking her colleague not to come to work tonight.

She could solve those people better after dark. If she returned to Adare Manor during the day, it would be easy for those people to find out where she lived. She should never let her scumbag dad know where she currently lived.

She could drive faster to get rid of those people at night.

At 12:15 AM, just as she got in the car and started the engine, she looked in the rearview mirror and saw the motorcycle, thought of as well hidden by the people following her, start tailing her.

The corners of Natalie's lips curled up in an arc of ridicule, mockery, and sadness. She was saddened because these people were sent by her father.

These people must have been watching her all day. How else could they have followed her as soon as she got into the car? They had been waiting for her to appear.

Those people were working so hard. They waited for her there all day long on such a cold day. They were indeed trying so hard for money.

She did not drive to the previous road today but instead to a remote road. She found this road by accident. There were only dim street lights on both sides of the road, no surveillance, and no oncoming traffic.

Natalie raised the car's speed to 87 mph and was still accelerating. The motorcycle behind her was afraid of losing her. The person sitting in the back of the motorcycle loudly reminded, "Damn, hurry up. Don't lose her again. Is this bitch crazy? She's driving so fast."

The person driving the motorcycle said, "Shut up. We'll make that woman pay more."

The man in the back seat was happy to hear about the word "money." One million dollars. They usually needed to do several deals to make this money.