Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 723

On 8 January, the Turner family would take a private plane back to Sapphire City. The Wilson family people and the Roberts family people sent them off together.

On the other hand, George requested to stay alone at his grandmother's house. He wanted to play with his younger cousins during the day, and he could also take a look at Sophia before school started.

Joseph agreed. The Turner family had always valued and respected children's thoughts. It was just like when Ava pursued Frank back then. They would investigate, but they wouldn't interfere too much.

Before the Turner family people boarded the plane, Frank told Joseph that he didn't have to come and pick up George because he would send him to Sapphire City.

Every day after that, all the children would come to Sophia's room whenever they had time. George sometimes lived in the Roberts family, sometimes the Yamin family, and sometimes the Wilson's residence.

During this period, regardless of whether it was snowing, raining, or sunny, Trevon would tell Sophia everything. And Olivia would share the fun things that happened every day with Sophia.

In a short time, Rachel and Caleb had lost weight and aged.

The white hair on Trevon's head increased with time. Natalie cut off the white hair as soon as it appeared in order not to worry him.

New Year's Day soon arrived.

Everyone in the Wilson's residence's courtyard looked energetic. Jasper personally bought colorful lights to decorate the courtyard to make it feel more lively. As it turned, the colorful light shone on

the green plants in the courtyard, making the already green plants even more lively.

Olivia cleaned the courtyard. After cleaning, she even took a photo of the courtyard.

The phone rang, and Olivia answered the call. On the screen was the Roberts' Villa. Nona and Cyril were also cleaning and decorating their courtyard. The atmosphere of the beginning of a new year was everywhere.

"Olivia, are you done decorating?" Nona asked through the screen happily.

Behind her, Cyril, his head tilted to the side as he appeared on the phone, approached the screen and said, "We're coming over right now."

Nona said, "Okay, George has already set off from the Yamin family."

Olivia took her phone and walked to the living room. She patted the fallen leaves on her body because of the cleaning and decoration. "Alright, I'll wait for you at home."

"Yeah. Alright." Nona nodded violently. She looked cute and obedient, which was so different from Cyril behind her, who tilted his head and looked nonchalant.

The call ended and Natalie came out of the kitchen and asked Olivia, "Who's coming?"

"Oh, it's Nona, Cyril, and George," Olivia replied.

Natalie was touched. However, she criticized them on the surface. "These children should be at home accompanying their grandparents and the others on New Year's Day. Why are they still coming here? It's fine that they don't come for a day."

"Maybe they want to talk to Sophia about decorating the courtyards today. Mom, why don't you call everyone over for New Year's Day?" Olivia suggested.

"Don't stir everyone up," Natalie said.

In her eyes, New Year's Day was important. She thought they should go home and spend it with their families. These kids came to the Wilson's residence almost every day. They stayed there for the entire vacation. She felt she couldn't keep them here or ask them to stay in the Wilson's residence on New Year's Day.

Seeing that her mother rejected her and was quite serious, Olivia pouted. She felt it would be lively for everyone to celebrate it together. But she still said, "Alright."

Natalie knew everyone would come as long as she invited, but the elders might not. If the elders were unwilling to come, they would be lonely at home alone. Therefore, it was not appropriate.

After that, Olivia ran upstairs. As she would not go out, she wore beige winter pajamas, and her hair was casually tied back.

Looking at her daughter's cheerful back, Natalie was silent for a second. The ringtone interrupted her wandering thoughts. She picked up her phone and saw that it was Emma, who was far away in Sapphire City. She smiled and said, "Happy New Year, Emma."

On the screen, Emma was still wearing a plain gown. Her hair was tied up as she sat elegantly on the sofa with a smile. "Happy New Year, Natalie. How's Sophia today?"

Natalie said truthfully, "She's much better. Her fingers have been moving frequently these few days."

On the screen, Daniel nodded and reminded, "Then you have to make sure there is at least one person in that room. Perhaps Sophia will wake up today or tomorrow."

"Daniel, Trevon brought all the food to Sophia's room to eat. He was afraid that he would miss the time when Sophia woke up. We all chatted in Sophia's room," Natalie said.

Joseph said, "That's good. Has George been obedient?"

Natalie stood at the top of the stairs and replied, "Joseph, don't you know George's personality? He is more than obedient."

Joseph and Christina entered the scene and smiled. Indeed, George was a very reassuring child. He was just not talkative, but he did things with ease. Christina said, "Natalie, remember to inform us if Sophia wakes up."

Joseph's gentle voice overflowed from the screen as he reminded Natalie, "Nothing is more important than Sophia now. The company won't shut down just because we take a day off. Remember what Christina said."

In the eyes of the Turner family, nothing was more important than the family members. Losing some money was nothing. They only wanted the family members to be healthy. Their children were the most important thing, then money.

Therefore, as Ava had said, her parents would appear at every parent-teacher meeting for her and her brother at the same time. No matter how busy they were, they would attend.

Natalie agreed. "Got it, Joseph. I'll call you immediately after she wakes up."

As she spoke, George came in, wearing black shorts and a down jacket. Natalie waved at George. "George, come here."

George strode toward Natalie. His eyes were calm and sensible as he asked, "Natalie, what's wrong?"

As soon as he got closer, he realized Natalie was on a video call with his parents. Looking at the four people on the screen, George called out to them one after another, "Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, Dad."

The four people on the other side responded in unison. Joseph said, "Yes, listen to Natalie, and don't cause trouble."

"Okay." George had always been a man of few words. It could be said that he spoke even less than Jasper.

Joseph did not force his son to keep chatting with him. He said, "Go and chat with Sophia. Call me if there's anything."

"Okay." George nodded.

Natalie said a few more words to the person on the phone. Before hanging up, Joseph also instructed Natalie again not to hide anything. Natalie promised again.

Indeed, people could not lie. Once they lied, their credibility would be greatly reduced.

After Natalie hung up the phone and put it in her pocket, Nona and Cyril came in. Nona wore a long beige down jacket and a pair of white sneakers. One look at her braided hair, and Natalie knew it was Frank's doing.

Cyril favored sweatshirts and did not like to wear sweaters. He always wore a hoodie under his white down jacket, a pair of jeans, and white sneakers.

"George just went up. Did your parents go to work?" Natalie asked.

Nona replied softly, "Yes. My mom and dad went to work. They said they would come here after work."

Natalie touched Nona's hair and felt that Frank's hair-weaving skills were good. Once upon a time, Trevon had also let Sophia and Olivia grow their hair long. However, Sophia felt troublesome to have too long hair, so Trevon didn't have the chance to show off his skills.

It was already good enough that Sophia did not cut her hair short. At least for now, her shoulder- length hair could be tied up.

As she thought about it, she was in a daze again. After coming back to her senses, she said, "Go."

Then, she went into the kitchen again to prepare some fruits for the children.

Upstairs, in Sophia's room.

The children were chatting. They pulled stools and sat in a circle. Trevon did not leave this time. He sat at the side and said to Sophia, "Sophia, it's New Year's Day. Nona, Cyril, and George are here to see you. Olivia has decorated the courtyard."

Just as everyone continued to chat, the person on the bed, with her eyes closed, asked in a tired voice, "Did they trim the branches?"

The conversation stopped abruptly. Everyone held their breaths. The room was so quiet that only breathing sounds could be heard. Everyone thought that they were hallucinating and stared at the person on the bed who had stopped talking. They stared at Sophia's lips and eyes without blinking.

Olivia was so excited that she knelt by the bed and held Sophia's hand. She widened her eyes in shock and asked, "Dad, was it Sophia who was talking just now?"

Trevon's expression was broken, and his eyes were slightly red. He held Sophia's hand with trembling hands and did not answer Olivia. No one dared to make a sound. They all waited for the person on the bed to speak again.

"Sophia, it's Daddy." Trevon was also afraid what he heard just now was a hallucination. He said carefully, and his hands on the bed were clenched tightly into fists. He was very nervous.

Under everyone's gaze, the person on the bed slowly opened her eyelids. When she opened her eyes, she was a little stunned.

The moment Sophia's eyelids opened, everyone was so excited that their hearts raced. Their eyes were slightly hot, and Nona, who liked to cry, had long shed tears in her eyes.

After a while, Sophia slowly turned her head and held her father's hand. She looked at Trevon and asked, "Dad, is the captain gone?"

Hearing this, Trevon restrained his emotions as he held his daughter's little hand. He swallowed his saliva and felt a lump in his throat. He knew his daughter would ask it as soon as she woke up. "When you're better, I'll bring you to see him."

George pressed the corner of his eyes with his finger to suppress the tears that were about to flow out. He turned around and went downstairs. He happened to meet Natalie, who came up to deliver fruits. "Natalie, Sophia is awake."

As soon as George finished speaking, Natalie almost dropped the plate. Fortunately, George took it quickly. Natalie passed George and rushed straight in.

Everyone was crying. She was so excited that she couldn't control her tears. She raised her hand and quickly wiped them. She walked to Trevon's side, bent down, and asked gently, "Sophia, do you feel anything wrong? Can you see clearly?"

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Trevon knew what she was hiding in her eyes. He could tell what his daughter was thinking through her eyes. He advised, "There's no hurry. I have already taken care of it. You'll see him."

Sophia nodded. After a few seconds, she loosened her grip. "Why are you all here? How long did I sleep?"

Natalie was already checking Sophia's body with a device. After checking Sophia, her anxious heart finally relaxed. She heaved a sigh of relief and nodded at Trevon.

A beautiful smile finally appeared on Trevon's face. However, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes. It was tears of excitement.

Perhaps this was tears of joy.

The couple looked at each other and smiled.

Cyril walked around the room excitedly. His voice was so excited that it broke. "I want to tell them. I'll tell my dad and others."

Nona raised her hand to wipe her tears. She stood by the bed and smiled foolishly at Sophia.

Sophia's eyeballs kept rolling, looking from one to the other.

"You didn't sleep for long, just a few days. Everything will be fine since you've woken up. Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I will make it." Trevon touched Sophia's forehead dotingly.

"Dad, I feel like eating Spaghetti Bolognese," Sophia said.

Upon hearing this, Natalie immediately put away the things. "I will make it. I'll go now, but you just woke up. Can I make it softer?"

"Okay, Mom, do whatever you want. I believe in your skills." Sophia smiled.

By the time Natalie left, Sophia guessed she had slept for more than a few days. Everyone was there, and they were all crying. In her daze, she heard many people talking to her and scolding her.

She didn't like pretentious and sad atmospheres. "Why are you crying? I'm fine, aren't I? Don't cry, or I'll think I'm dying."

"Sophia, what are you talking about?" Olivia would probably smile when Sophia said this in the past. Now, Olivia could not bear to hear Sophia say such ominous words.

Sophia forced a smile and hid the sadness in her heart. "I was just saying. You took it seriously. Let's not talk about it. I won't say it."

Trevon noticed Sophia's expression. He held Sophia's hand with heartache and pursed his lips without saying anything.