When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 168 Jensen Is Getting Pulverized Here

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There was no way something like this could stay hidden. The moment Sharon produced their marriage certificate, she would be branded the mistress–no questions asked. Jensen’s every move made it clear he was set on destroying her, and nothing short of her ruin would satisfy

him.

Natalie’s eyes turned icy; anger condensed inside her chest, rising bit by bit. No wonder Baron had been furious. The fact that he hadn’t cut Jensen down on the spot already showed remarkable restraint. So he went to the gym… was it because of me?

Because I insisted on taking revenge myself, he held back–even though it was eating him alive?

Her heart suddenly ached for Baron.

“Sweethearts, keep playing for a while. I’m going to check on your daddy.”

She didn’t even bother finishing with her hair; she set the dryer aside and ran straight for the

gym.

Meanwhile, Baron’s men had sent him a message.

“Mr. Baron, we spotted assassins at the airport. They seemed to be targeting Madam.”

Baron’s gaze sharpened, murderous intent flaring.

“Are you certain?”

“Yes. They’ve been watching the exits. At first we thought they were after u, so we ran full scans–but found no traces aimed your way. Instead, they slipped in under the cover of Madam’s designer return; their target is clear.”

a fresh wave of killing intent crashing through Baron,

never touched his eyes. The red tear mole at the corner glowed like a drop of blood,

Leave none of those

“Yes, sir!”

kill surged so violently he felt like blowing

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be ready for him to tear them

limb.

now, he couldn’t strike

beloved wife wanted to take her own revenge; he had to let

fire in him

pounded at it like a

time, Natalie reached

gym.

growl against her eardrums. She shoved the door open; a wave of hot, masculine scent

down the groove of his spine, tracing a damp, gleaming arc along his

groaned under his furious punches, the chain rattling with

through, plastered to the taut lines of his thighs; every savage side–kick made the buried power beneath his skin explode outward in terrifying

onto the

cords of his neck, rolled past his heaving chest, an lisappeared into the

lashed a whip–kick through the air, the crack against the sandbag reverberated through the room; she finally

and raw possession churned inside, barely caged within his body. The crimson tint

looked as if he were smashing Jensen into

floor

Natalie was stunned speechless.