Chapter 43 At the Athana Hospital.
Natalie, Sherri, and other doctors who had been resuscitating the patients on the highway for more than two hours drove back to the hospital without stopping to support the resuscitation work in the operating theater.
It was not until 12:30 p.m. that all the resuscitation efforts ended. None of the patients died. The minor cases were transferred to normal wards, and the major cases were observed in the ICU. This made Natalieâs tense heart relax.
As soon as Sherri walked out of the operating theater, she and Natalie collapsed on the ground. âNatalie, I feel like Iâm going to die. I canât even raise my hands. My legs are trembling like a parkinsonism patientâs.â
Natalie was not any better. She woke up very early in the morning and was called over without catching up on her sleep. She said weakly, âIâm not much better either. Iâm about to starve to death. Let me rest for a while more. Letâs take a taxi home later.â
Natalie didnât want to take up any more medical resources. She really didnât have the strength to drive her motorcycle anymore.
Sherri sighed. She rolled her eyes and looked at the lights above her head. She was in a halfâdead state. âWe definitely have to take a taxi. I canât step on the accelerator. I donât even have the strength to call the driver now. Weâll get the security guard to hail the taxi later and pay the money. Letâs pay it back tomorrow. Fortunately, we are resting tomorrow.â
âAre you crazy? Get the security guard to pay. No matter how, you have to pay before you die. I donât want to chat with you anymore. Iâm so tired. I just want to lie down now.â
They had to pay for this themselves.
The security guard helped the two of them take two taxis home. They were so tired that they did not say a word while waiting for the car.
At 1 a.m., one of the lights in the Wilson Group Building was still on.
Jim stood at the side, feeling miserable. He could have gotten off work earlier, but Trevon insisted on finishing all the work tomorrow ahead of 1/6 14:36 Chapter 43 time tonight.
It was already one oâclock in the morning.
As Jim complained, the man looked up and began to organize the documents in his hand. âThatâs enough. Letâs go back.â
Jim was like winning the lottery. He quickly sorted out all the information and went downstairs to drive Trevon to Adare Manor.
A minute before Trevon got out of the car, he said coldly, âYou donât have to pick me up tomorrow.â
âAlright, do you want to accompany Mrs. Wilson?â Now, Jim understood. It turned out that Trevon worked overtime at night because he wanted to take time out to accompany Natalie tomorrow.
It was time to accompany Natalie. She was so noble and hardworking.
Trevonâs cold gaze made Jim shut up. Jim quickly stepped on the accelerator and left.
Trevon walked into the villa.
The lights in the guest hall were dim, and only the one on the porch was on. Trevon was suspicious. Did Natalie not come back?
There was a faint sound of breathing in the quiet living room. Looking for the source of the sound, Trevon realized that this woman was actually sleeping on the sofa on such a cold day without anything covering her.
Trevon looked down and saw that her white down jacket and jeans were covered in blood. Natalieâs face and forehead were also covered in blood. How tired was she? She fell asleep without taking a shower, even though she was so dirty.
Was Natalie so tired that she did not want to move at all?
How sloppy.
However, when Trevon saw this scene, a certain part of his chest trembled. His heart ached, and he felt an indescribable pain.
Trevonâs heart ached for this woman.
Trevon, who had always been a clean freak, frowned and walked to Natalieâs side. He gently put his hand through her back and one hand through the crook of her leg. He carried her to his knee and took off her 2/6 14:36 Chapter 43 coat. He threw it on the ground and gently carried her upstairs by the waist.
The woman slept very soundly and was already in a deep sleep. After such a long time, she showed no signs of waking up. She was very peaceful in her sleep.
Trevon went straight upstairs and walked to the guest room. He walked to the bed and placed her on it. He took off his suit and rolled up his sleeves. He went to the bathroom to get a basin of warm water and gently wiped the bloodstains on her face. From beginning to end, he did not miss anything.
Trevon looked up at the woman. Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, he took off her jeans. In an instant, her fair and slender legs blocked his eyes, and the heat in his body followed.
Trevonâs Adamâs apple bobbed up and down, and his lower abdomen was a little tight.
Trevon quickly turned his head and avoided looking at Natalie. He stood up and went to the wardrobe to get a change of clothes for her to change into. He tucked her in and covered her fair legs.
After everything was done, the woman was still sleeping quietly, but Trevon was already exhausted. He turned around and went to the master bedroom to take a shower.
Half an hour later.
After showering, Trevon returned to the guest room to take a look at the exhausted woman who was still rushing to the front line.
With some heartache, Trevon touched her forehead dotingly and gently closed the door.
Early the next morning.
Trevon was still in bed. Today was the first time in 28 years that he had slept in.
Suddenly, Trevonâs phone vibrated and buzzed nonâstop. He closed his eyes and reached out his slender hand to grab the phone.
His sleepy voice sounded especially low and hoarse. âHello.â Trevon did not look at the caller ID.
3/6 11:36 Chapter 43 âMr. Wilson, Mrs. Wilson is on the trending topics. She has been in the headlines since last night. Why donât you think of a way to remove them?â Hackett, who was popular among women, understood the disadvantage of staying at the top of the trending topics for a long time.
It was a doubleâedged sword.
It could also be said that for Natalie, the disadvantages outweighed the benefits.
When one was popular, there would be more trouble.
Trevon opened his eyes sleepily and turned on the indoor air conditioner. The temperature was set to 82.4 °F. Then he sat up and leaned against the back of the bed.
Trevonâs voice was low and hoarse. âWhy do I have to remove them?â Could it be that Hackett felt that Trevon couldnât protect Natalie?
âMr. Wilson, Mrs. Wilson isnât you. She works in the hospital. Wherever there are women, there will be a lot of trouble. Women are always jealous. Are you sure you donât want to help Mrs. Wilson settle it? Besides, doesnât Mrs. Wilson like to keep a low profile? This incident was too highâprofile. Are you sure you donât want to help...â
Trevon lit a cigarette slowly and put it between his lips. âDo I need to do so? Do you know her very well and still havenât given up?â
Hackett was speechless. His good intentions were misunderstood into ill intentions.
âMr. Wilson, you canât slander me. Iâm just being kind, okay? I...â
The dial tone interrupted what Hackett wanted to say. Hackett angrily took out his phone from his ear and looked at it. Sure enough, this man had hung up on Hackett.
Then, Hackett discovered Trevon was still in bed at this time, and it was even 8:30 am. This was a huge discovery. Could it be that Trevon was angry because Hackett had interrupted his adult game with Natalie this morning?
It must be like this.
Trevon had no idea that Hackett was imagining the reason why he woke up late.
476 14:36 Chapter 43 After hanging up, Trevon did not feel embarrassed at all. After smoking a cigarette, he stubbed out the cigarette and pressed it against the ashtray by the bed. Trevon sat up lazily and sent a message to Frank. Trevon did not care what Frank was doing and texted directly. [Remove all the trending topics about her on the Internet.]
On the other end of the phone, Frank was not surprised by Trevonâs actions. He also knew who Trevon was talking about. [Are you worried about her?]
[Cut the crap. Hurry up.]
However, Frank wanted to confirm. [Trevon, have you fallen in love with her?] Frank was very sharp. Trevon, who Frank knew, would never be worried about any woman. Even toward Mia in the past, Trevon had never been so worried.
Trevon resolutely retorted. [Do you think Iâm blind to fall in love with a scheming woman?]
Frank smiled. [Okay, itâs quite good. Mr. Wilson, I hope you can continue to maintain this awareness. Donât let me see the day you embarrass yourself.]
The scheming Frank even stored this chat screenshot.
Trevon was speechless.
At 1.30 pm, the strong and fierce light shone through the gaps in the curtains and into the head of the bed, shaking the person on the bed. She stretched out her fair arm to cover her eyes.
Natalie habitually checked the time on her phone.
Natalie really exhausted herself yesterday.
When Natalie saw the sleeve of her pajamas, her mind went blank. What was going on?
Natalie hurriedly sat up and lifted the blanket to check the changes on her body. A set of pajamas?
Natalie was stunned for a moment. She remembered that the moment she got home last night, she took off her shoes and did not even have the strength to go upstairs. She just wanted to rest on the sofa before going upstairs.
11:36 Chapter 43 Why was Natalie sleeping on the bed? Then who changed her clothes? Was it Trevon?
It couldnât be, right? There were ten thousand questions waiting to be answered.
Natalie immediately got out of bed, took her clothes, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
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