When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 68 The Woman on the Island

Chapter 68 The Woman on the Island

“You’re saying Mr. Gunn would actually kill me over Natalie?”

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Shauna sighed in exasperation. “Did you forget the woman on the island? How did Mr. Gunn treat her?”

“He would’ve given her the stars if she asked. Hell, he wanted to hand her the whole world,” Finn muttered.

Shauna pressed her lips together, leaned in, and whispered, “Natalie’s burns are so severe she’ll need full-body skin grafts. If I’m right, Mr. Gunn is going to ask the woman on the island to donate skin for her.”

“What?!”

Finn’s voice shot up in disbelief-only to be muffled by Shauna’s hand.

“You wanna die, go right ahead. Just don’t drag me with you.”

But Finn wasn’t listening to anything else she said. His expression turned grim.

“No. No way! Mr. Gunn adores her. There’s no way he’d let her give up her skin for someone like Natalie.”

“You better watch your mouth. I don’t care what Natalie’s history with Jensen is. Right now, she’s under Mr. Gunn’s protection-and she might very well become our future matriarch. Keep calling her ‘trash,’ and when you lose your tongue, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

With that, Shauna turned and walked away.

As she passed Yvonne, she said coolly, “Go report for punishment. But don’t go overboard. Once Natalie’s surgery is over, you’ll need to be there to take care of her. Don’t blame Mr. Gunn for this.”

Yvonne nodded tearfully. “It was my failure. I don’t blame Mr. Gunn. I just hope Ms. Summers makes it.”

Shauna let out a soft sigh. “With Mr. Gunn acting as the Witch Doctor, Natalie’s not allowed to die. Go on.”

“Yes.”

was gone, Finn remained

and immediately began

stepped in and saw Natalie soaked in blood. Her burns

from pain or a nightmare,

grew heavy with

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Woman on the

it didn’t

It felt like something was squeezing his heart tight,

her right

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he knew those shattered bones weren’t going to heal on their own anytime

he picked up his tools and

It was delicate work.

left this to others. But

did

over two hours to stop the bleeding and disinfect the wounds. By the end, Baron’s sterile suit was

he finished, Natalie began convulsing-frothing at

bloodstained hands trembled ever

sharpened. Without hesitation, he grabbed her jaw and quickly drew a blood sample for

toxic markers flashed on the

was no time

the antidote vial and tried to administer it to her directly, but her

his grip on her jaw, the medicine wouldn’t go

eyes, lifted the antidote to his lips,

he leaned down and sealed her mouth