When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 25 Dead or Not

Chapter 25 Dead or Not

“Jensen, you’re hurting me.”

“I asked you – where is Natalie?”

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There wasn’t a shred of tenderness left in Jensen’s voice. He stared at Sharon like she was a stranger.

Just then, one of his men ran in, visibly tense.

“Mr. Luke, the fire’s been put out. But… Ms. Natalie didn’t make it. The body’s at the ruins. The fire department wants to know if we’ll be claiming the remains.”

“What did you say?”

A buzzing noise filled Jensen’s head. He heard every word, but somehow, none of them made sense.

Natalie didn’t make it?

“You’re lying! There’s no way she’s dead! She promised to marry me! I haven’t even proposed yet, haven’t given her the grand wedding I swore I would. I said I’d take her to see the whole world. None of that’s happened! How can she be dead?!”

He shook his head over and over, but his bloodshot eyes brimmed with hot tears, swelling with grief.

His chest hurt. Badly.

Why did it hurt so much?

It felt like someone had torn his heart straight out of his body.

Jensen stumbled to his feet, only for Sharon to throw herself in front of him.

“Jensen, what are you doing? You’ve got burns all over! You need to stay in the hospital and recover properly!”

“Get out of my way.”

His voice was cold hollow.

Sharon couldn’t stand seeing him like this.

hell is wrong with you?! Natalie’s dead! She was burned alive in that fire! You’re the president

don’t you get it?” Luke Corp! You

get out

snapped like a lion driven into a corner, shoving Sharon to the ground without even looking at her. Then he bolted

No!

to believe Natalie

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Dead or

She couldn’t be!

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their memories came flooding back her laughter, her temper, the tears she shed when he was in pain. Every memory was a dull blade, sawing through his

gas pedal, speeding toward the smoldering ruins of

finishing up when he

are you doing

“Where’s the body?”

scraped his throat like

at his scorched skin

“Over there.”

stumbled toward the scene. A

of a healed fracture. Likely sustained

knocking the air out of his lungs. He collapsed on the

Twenty–four years old…

A broken right hand…

could

way! She’s

forward, clutching the charred

careful. The remains are extremely fragile due to the

frowned, irritated by the sudden

still so

held what was left

“Natalie… Ah Ning…”

as he called out, but

bodyguards and

shattered a molar

all waiting for?! Get Mr.

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