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

you get it?” Luke Corp! You have

to get out of

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

No!

believe Natalie was

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She couldn’t be!

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shed when he was in pain. Every memory

He floored the gas

finishing up

Luke, what are you

“Where’s the body?”

his throat

looked at his scorched skin and

“Over there.”

scene. A coroner was

Age approximately twenty to twenty–four. Right hand shows evidence of a healed fracture. Likely sustained a serious injury

words hit Jensen like a hammer, knocking the air out of his lungs.

Twenty–four years old…

A broken right hand…

could it

way! She’s

charged forward, clutching the charred remains

careful. The remains are

coroner frowned, irritated by

so much work

a word. He held what was

“Natalie… Ah Ning…”

as he called out, but the only answer

with her bodyguards and was greeted by the

nearly shattered a molar from clenching

all waiting for?! Get Mr. Luke off her

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