Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 122 Around right o'clock, all the doctors and murses in the hospital were busy preparing to start their ward rounds. The sound of equipment colliding kept ringing Compared to the silence of the night, it was two different atmospheres.

Early morning ward rounds were a must-have process every morning. It was also the beginning of a new day of protecting the patients. It was also a platform for them to learn and grow from each other.

Today, Natalie did not go to Ward 1311 first. Previously, the director had instructed her to go to Trevon’s ward first. He said. that the patient's condition was more serious. Now, it seemed that the patient was fine. Thus, Natalie did not intend to follow the director's instructionsS.

Natalie walked into the wards one by one to ask about the situation. When she reached Ward BB, she realized no one was in it.

The nurse who came in with Natalie explained, “Mrs. Wilson, the patient is in Ward 1314. He said this facilitates ward rounds for you.” Natalie was impressed by this rich second-generation heir, but she did not say anything. She turned around and entered Ward 1314 Upon hearing the commotion, Trevon, who was sitting on the bed and eating breakfast, looked up and stopped what he was doing. He signaled Jim to put away the breakfast, Trevon was in a daze as he looked at the woman with love hidden in his eyes. He did not blink, afraid that she would disappear if he did not look at her.

Hacken started to praise himself. “Natalie, don’t you think I'm being considerate of you? Doesn't this facilitate ward rounds for you?” Natalie could not even be bothered to look at this rich second-generation heir. “Il facilitate us further if you're discharged.” Actually, Natalie wanted to ask him if his company was going to close down.

Hackett automatically ignored some of Natalie’s words. “That won't do Although there's a lot of work at the company, there's still my father. My priority now is to find a wife and have children. This is currently the Blackwell family’s top priority” Natalie's hand that was holding the stethoscope paused. A trace of complicated emotions flashed across her eyes, and she did.

not intend to continue talking nonsense with Hackett. ‘Are you feeling unwell today?” Trevon cooperated as well. “I'll feel dizzy when | shake.” After listening with the stethoscope, Natalie stood up and put the stethoscope into her pocket. “Follow the doctor's instructions.

Try to lie in bed and not shake as much as possible.” “Okay, Mrs. Wilson” When Natalie heard that, she was stunned for a second before turning to leave.

After Natalie left, Hackett began to tease Trevon, “You become so well-behaved when you meet Natalie. It's all thanks to Natalie that | can still see you being so polite in my lifetime. I'm so glad.” The man on the bed shot Hackett a look. The meaning behind that look was obvious.

Hackett changed the topic gloatingly. He began to complain about Frank. “What do you think Frank is busy with? He doesn’t even come to see us. How disloyal of him. I'm going to stop being friends with him.” “He’s in charge of the commercial street project. At the moment, he’s overseeing it.” “I see. No wonder | don’t see him. It turns out that he’s covering your duties, How great of him.” Trevon looked at the person slouching against the sofa in disdain. “Can’t you talk nicely? When are you going to be discharged?” Hackett said, “Ill be discharged when you're discharged.” Jim could not help but laugh. Those who did not know better would think that these two were abnormal.

Noticing Jim's blatant laugh. Trevon touched his forehead with his hand, feeling a headache coming. “Didn’t your mother tell you to find a wife? Hurry and get to it. Why do you stay in my room every day?” “I'm trying. My mom asked me to woo Natal... Miss Landor or some other doctor. I'm still looking Forget about that tigress. I'm afraid that I'll die young from domestic violence. | still prefer someone petite, gentle, and cute. A woman who's too fierce isn’t suitable for me.” Trevon put his tongue between his teeth and said with a faint smile, “I think Miss Landor is quite suitable for you. | thought the two of you had communicated deeply.

At the mention of that, Hackett’s mind was instantly reminded of that night's rendezvous. It was a good experience, but that woman actually claimed that it was not his first time.

He had been chaste, alright? Hackett shook his head. “Forget it. She’s too Berce. | can’t subdue her.” A moment later, Hackett decided to stay and play games in Trevon’s ward. The sound that followed when Hackett started playing “League of Legends” caused the man on the bed to snap out of his thoughts. “Don’t fucking play games in my ward.” Trevou felt that it was really nonsy. The noise made his head throb in pain. The characters were killing enemies and charging all day They were unleashing skills, asking for protection, or destroying the enemy’s base. Even a person like him, who did not play games, alreally knew which skill to unleash first.

Hackett loved to take on the role of jungler. Trevon did not really understand why, but he could always catch a glimpse of Hackett jumping up and down on the screen playing with a monkey.

Hackett was dissatisfied. It was such a fun game. “Why are you so boring? Life needs fun. You keep a straight face every day.

Other than being handsome and rich, what other qualities do you have that women find interesting? You have such a bad temper. If you didn’t have money, even dogs would ignore you” Hackett was a big mouth. Once he started talking, he rambled non-stop without thinking that he was being tactless.

On the sofa. Jim broke out in cold sweat for Mr. Blackwell.

As expected. Trevon grabbed a pillow and threw it at Hackett. Because the impact was too much, Trevon’s head felt dizzy. His vision blurred, and he hurriedly held his head to relieve the dizziness.

After a while, just when everyone thought that Trevon would not make another move, the man’s cold voice sounded, “Am | very bad-tempered? Then tell me what | can do to be more interesting” This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, shocking the two people in the room. Hackett's phone dropped to the ground. and Jim’s mouth fell open.

Looking at the two stunned people, Trevon continued, “I'm asking you.” His voice pulled the two of them back to reality. They were not dreaming.

It seemed that Trevon really said those words.

Hackett tossed his phone aside. He ignored the scolding from his teammates when he disconnected from the game. He had something important to do now. “Trevon, are you planning to change your mind and start wooing your wife?* Trevon's silence was undoubtedly an admission. This excited the bored Hackett even more. Hackett got up and prepared to sit on the man’s bed to talk in detail. However, before Hackett could get onto the bed, he was stopped by another pillow. “Just sit on the sofa” Hackett did not have to sit on the bed to chat. “Alright, | know that Natalie is the only one who can get onto this bed. Fine, | won't get onto it. Did you have to do that?” Hackett happily took out his phone and scrolled through the page while introducing to Trevon, “Listen, a new mobile application has been launched recently. It's awesome. It teaches you how to date or woo your wife or young hunks. Why don’t you download it to find out more? I'm really not lying to you. Just try it. If you're not satisfied with it, it's free anyway. It's a waste not to try it.” The way Hackett tried hard to promote the mobile application made Jim suspect that the mobile application was developed by Hackett. Even the salespeople could not compare to Hackett where persuasion skills were concerned.

Seeing that the man on the bed did not object, Hackett’s interest was piqued. He stood up and walked to the bed. He handed the phone to Trevon Look, there are many choices. You just have to click on what you need on the homepage. Look, for example, if you want to woo your wife, there will be options on the page. You choose if she has left with a broken heart or if it is a case of infidelity or domestic violence. You can also choose how long the courtship takes. Isn't that awesome?” Surprisingly. Trevon did not refuse. This once again shocked Hackett and Jim. Trevon did not have much of an expression. He only glanced at the page.

The name of the mobile application was “Just Do It.” Could this name be any more tacky? During the lunch break, everyone went to the canteen and office to have their lunch.

Jun carried a lot of midday snacks to the reception desk. “This is our boss treat. Thank you for your hard work over the past few days” Girls loved milkshakes and cakes. Sweets were healing and relieved fatigue. Looking at the logo on the packaging, their eyes lit up. The cakes from this bakery needed to be ordered in advance. “Customized Love” was a private bakery that was famous in Athana. If one did not place an order in advance, they would have to queue for a long while. Moreover, the cakes were pricey.

The girls smiled and thanked Jun. “Thank you. Your boss is so nice.” Jim did not linger at the reception desk. He had bought so much stuff to conceal Trevon’s real intention. Jim went straight to the doctor’s office and happened to see Sherri eating fast food at Natalie's table.

“Mrs... Mrs. Wilson, my boss has treated everyone to midday snacks.” With that, Jim placed the items on the table, Natalie bit her fork and was a little confined. What was Trevon’s intention? “There’s no need. I've already eaten Jim was afraid that he would be reprimanded if he could not get Natalie to accept the items. He quickly turned around after putting them down. “It's okay. Everyone has a share. You guys enjoy the food. I'm leaving.” Jim thought, “Thankfully, I've delivered them. | don’t suppose Mrs. Wilson will return them. With so many people getting the same stuff, Mrs. Wilson would arouse suspicion if she returned them. Mr. Wilson said that with Mrs. Wilson's personality, she wouldn't do that. It seems that Mr. Wilson still knows Mrs. Wilson a little. He still stands a chance.” Sherri watched the back of Jim as he left. Then, she squinted and looked at her best friend, demanding an explanation. “What's going on?” Mr. Wilson treated everyone to milkshakes and cakes. That was really unheard of Natalie continued eating. “How would | know? He might have forgotten to take his medicine in the morning, or it might be the aftereffects of a concussion.” Sherri looked at the people in the office and leaned close to her best friend's ear. “Could it be that he regrets it and wants to woo you? His behavior is too abnormal. There must be something fishy.” “You're reading too much into it. Maybe he’s just bored and wants to kill time. Oh, by the way, Mr. Blackwell said this morning that his mother wanted him to come to the hospital to find a wife.” Sherri leaned back in her chair and said disdainfully. “That's none of my business. It’s up to him whether he wants to look for a wife. He and | are at odds with each other.” Natalie started packing her lunch box. “Alright, hurry up and eat. The food is getting cold.” “You really don’t want to eat the cake? This Mr. Wilson is really generous. Tsk, tsk, tsk, he made a smart move by ordering these cakes. | reckon he'll gain the admiration of many girls. Are you really not going to eat it? It's a waste not to eat it. Anyway, it's free.” Natalie was really full. She pushed the cake to Sherri. “Have it. I'm full.”