When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 130 The Sketch of a Daughter

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Natalie couldn’t stop her tears no matter how hard she tried. She was a mother herself, but she had never endured pregnancy, never felt the pain of childbirth, and yet in this moment she felt an inexplicable bond with Ruby. This woman was pitiful.

“I won’t leave. But you need to rest first–only if you rest can you take care of me, isn’t that right?”

“Yes… yes, I’ll listen to you.”

Ruby’s eyes never moved from Natalie’s face, clinging to her as if afraid she might vanish at any second.

Watching the scene, Flynn and Waylon both turned their heads away, their own tears silently falling.

Natalie helped Ruby settle onto the stretcher, letting the nurse wheel her into the ward. Through it all, Ruby’s hand clutched hers tightly, unwilling to let go, terrified that Natalie might disappear if she blinked.

Waylon and Flynn stepped aside to make room as Natalie accompanied Ruby all the way inside.

Yvonne started to follow, but Baron caught her by the arm.

“Brother, Sister Nat…”

“It’s fine. Take these samples to the lab for an urgent DNA test.”

Before coming here, Baron had collected a strand of Natalie’s hair from her pillow. Just now, he had discreetly taken some of Ruby’s as well. A DNA test was simple enough, and the coincidence was too strong to ignore.

the samples in surprise. “Brother, whose are

yelp, then shoved the envelopes into her hands. She still grumbled but

She helped the nurses lift her onto the bed,

say something, but Waylon caught his

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The Sketch of a

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Ms. Summers is still recovering herself. I’m worried Mom’s madness will frighten

way to get a strand of Ms.

blinked, stunned, then widened his eyes. “Dad, Mom may be delusional, but How could

“Just do it.”

you

too?

seeing Natalie’s face so uncannily like his wife’s youth, watching how Ruby clung to her as though to life itself, he couldn’t help but waver. For just a moment, he believed his

thought was absurd, but it refused to

fell on Natalie and Ruby’s entwined hands, his throat tightened. If she really were his sister, maybe their mother wouldn’t

find

be it. Better the whole family be mad together than one left sane and

sat by Ruby’s side, coaxing her gently, helping her drink water,

sleep again. Never

stolen Ruby’s child. That memory had left a scar too deep to

then we won’t sleep. How about I draw you

to say. The strange wave of empathy she felt earlier was still strong, but she didn’t know Ruby’s history well enough to reach her. If drawing could ease her heart, then she would do