When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 39 A Lie, A Wake-Up, A Warning

Sharon clenched her fists so tightly that she didn’t even notice her freshly done manicure snapping.

What could she do to make Jensen care about her again?

Right. Her illness.

When the security guards refused to budge, she shot them a hateful glare and stormed off.

She pulled out her phone and called her doctor.

“Get an emergency room ready. I want records showing my cancer’s spreading. I don’t care what you have to do, just make sure Jensen comes to see me at the hospital.”

The doctor nearly burst into tears over the phone.

“Ms. Summers, I’ve told you-there are no current cancer patients in the hospital. Where am I supposed to get you those records?”

“I don’t care! If you can’t make it happen, I’ll go public with your past embezzlement. And that malpractice incident-you want to go to prison?”

Her voice was cold and threatening.

Right now, Sharon didn’t care what she had to do. As long as she could win Jensen back, anything was worth it.

The doctor, cornered and desperate, had no choice but to agree. But he still mumbled a warning under his breath.

“Ms. Summers, you’re going too far. What happens when three months go by and you’re still alive? How are you going to explain that to Mr. Luke?”

“Three months is more than enough for me to lock down my place in the Luke family. By then, Jensen will be completely in love with me. You can just say it was a misdiagnosis.”

Her answer made the doctor’s mouth twitch.

“Ms. Summers, this is cancer we’re faking-not a minor cold. You think you can just brush it off as a misdiagnosis? And you write up chemo reports. There’s data now. If Mr. Luke decides to look into it, you’ll have holes everywhere.”

doctor regretted ever working

out a

so figure

without waiting for

had me

for a second that Jensen would still turn his back on her

it brought a flash of smug

informed that Sharon had been rushed to the ER in critical condition,

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in Murica, Baron finally regained consciousness thanks to the

at the familiar lab, his mind racing to catch up, and immediately threw off the covers and tried to get out of bed

can you try valuing your life a little?

didn’t react to Finn’s yelling.

long was I

“Four days.”

could brag to anyone, but when Baron spoke-even calmly-he felt an undeniable

weight

pulled the IV out of his hand, stretched his stiff limbs, and

did I wake

knew exactly how unstable the

its side effects. The formula was still incomplete. Falling into a coma had meant there was a high chance he wouldn’t

waking after just four days… he

brow furrowed into

eyes, Natalie didn’t deserve any thanks for

hadn’t been for Natalie, Baron wouldn’t have

it, Mr. Gunn had been the one to give

read Finn’s face

a hand on Finn’s shoulder-hard. Finn instinctively

“M-Mr. Gunn…”