When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 28 Ashes and Regret

That innocent, yearning heart of a girl had once beat only for Jensen.

Five years of sweet memories dissolved like soap bubbles. When Sharon and Jensen registered their marriage, Natalie finally realized just how much of a fool she’d been all along.

She had wanted to walk away from them, start fresh, rebuild her own life. So why? Why did she still have to endure Jensen’s betrayal?

Why did Sharon keep hounding her?

In the end, she even died in that fire.

The way the flames scorched her flesh

the pain was unbearable.

She had thought that even if love had faded, five years of being together would at least earn her a little dignity. But in the end?

Why didn’t they leave her even that?

“Jensen…” Natalie murmured through gritted teeth.

If I could go back in time, I would’ve rather died in the Summers’ backyard than followed you. I would never have fallen in love with you.

Inside the operating room, Baron focused entirely on the surgery. The scalpel in his hand moved like a living extension of him, swift and precise.

But when Natalie suddenly whispered that name, his hand trembled.

The next second, the scalpel veered—aiming directly for her chest.

At the last possible moment, Baron caught the blade between his fingers.

Fresh blood dripped onto Natalie’s chest.

the unconscious woman still murmuring someone else’s name, a

can’t let go of Jensen,

hand jerked upward, nearly reaching for

touched her, reason slammed back into

you when you wake

and forced himself to calm down, resuming the surgery with steady

threat of death in that moment.

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crushing wave of exhaustion hit her, and she slipped into a

surgery lasted over ten hours.

stepped out of the OR, Finn

“Mr. Baron, your body-”

Baron’s features. His body was well past its limits. He swayed,

life at all costs. If I don’t wake

that, he

in his

a doctor!”

ordinary doctors wouldn’t

–

was better

entire estate fell into chaos. But the room where Natalie rested was sealed off, guarded so tightly not even

Jensen regained consciousness

a public cemetery, the man who had once

right? Who do you think you are, making decisions for me? Sharon, have I been too

her cheek stinging with a hot burn.

“You hit me?”

weren’t remembering the fact that you once saved my life,

of murderous rage. He looked pale, but

storm.

never seen him like this. Her heart pounded with fear even