When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 74 Shattered Illusions

Last night-it had been him.

Jensen had been the one to initiate everything.

But only because he thought Natalie had come back.

If he had known it was Sharon-he would rather have died than touched her.

Sharon raised her injured right hand. The gauze was already soaked through with blood, glaringly red.

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“Jensen, you can’t just pretend this never happened! We’re legally married. What we did was normal, reasonable- even expected. What do you mean by treating me like this now?”

“Get out. Now.”

Jensen flung her off him, seething.

How had it come to this?

He wasn’t the kind of man who acted on impulse. He hadn’t drunk a drop last night. So how-how-had he mistaken Sharon for Natalie?

His eyes flicked to the remains of incense powder on the nightstand.

They narrowed sharply.

Sharon was in pain-her hand throbbed miserably.

Sure, Jensen’s attitude right now was harsh, but it didn’t matter. They had slept together. The media had already taken photos. Soon, the entire Ocean City would know she was Mrs. Luke.

Once that status was made public, her place would be secure.

As for Jensen, she had time. She could wear him down slowly.

What mattered most now was her right hand.

“Jensen, are you sure the Witch Doctor isn’t at the black market? What am I supposed to do about my hand?”

hospital. Maybe they’ll fix it, maybe they won’t. That’s your fate to bear. Now get out of Grand Pavilion before I drag you

nightstand and picking up the remnants of the

red.

even managed to remain faithful

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Chapter 74 Shattered Illusions

Disgusting.

“Hansel!”

rang cold

carrying a glass of water and

Sharon paled.

what are you

don’t want you pregnant. Take the pills. Don’t make me

Sharon froze.

“What did you say?”

didn’t want

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naked under the covers. With Hansel present, she curled back in the blankets and whispered pitifully, “Jensen, you know my health is fragile… I might never be able to conceive. Taking contraceptives

to live? A baby wouldn’t survive that timeline. You’d just suffer needlessly. Be rational. Take

“I won’t!”

estimated three months. What if I beat the odds?

brow creased deeper. He

supposed to be a quiet sanctuary for him and Natalie. Untouched,

polluted it-in

lash out physically, not when she was his legally wedded wife. Not

the suffocating disgust wouldn’t

a glance at

Hansel moved instantly.

jaw and shoved the pills into

Don’t-Hansel, how dare you?!

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