When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 186 The Trap Exposed

Chapter 186 The Trap Exposed

But now that it had landed on him and Natalie, Jensen was furious.

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He had never understood how Sharon could have been outmaneuvered by Natalie. Now he finally realized–Sharon had tried to scheme against Natalie, only to be outplayed in return.

When Natalie told him the barista was suspicious before leaving, it wasn’t a kind warning. It was mockery–mockery of his judgment and of the kind of person he had been defending.

Jensen felt like his face had been dragged across the ground.

And the one who humiliated him like this was Sharon.

Her heart froze under the look in his eyes. She quickly shook her head. “It wasn’t me! I don’t know anything about it!”

Her eyes filled with tears, her expression full of suppressed grievance. To anyone else, she looked innocent. For a moment, even Jensen wavered.

Was Sharon really innocent?

He let out a cold, self–mocking laugh. “I have no grudge against Johnson. Natalie has no dealings with him either. Why would he target her? On the other hand, you–he’s your doctor, isn’t he? You’re close enough. When he learned Natalie’s return might threaten your position as Mrs. Luke, wouldn’t it make perfect sense for him to act?”

“No, Jensen, it’s not me! Do you really see me as such a vicious woman?”

Sharon burst into sobs.

But Jensen no longer wanted to judge.

and stared at Jensen,

Jensen felt

very bottom of

the police. Let them

He rose to leave.

reporters tried to block him, but the murderous aura rolling off Jensen made them

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aside without a word.

him walk away without bringing her, Sharon

“Jensen!”

but didn’t stop

the beggar suddenly

Mr. Jensen–you hit me, and that’s just

Jensen’s brows knitted tighter.

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wife in name had slept with a filthy beggar. But he never imagined the beggar would have the audacity to call

Jensen stopped and turned.

like frost, laced with killing

might have forgotten you. You’re

up. I was sleeping under the bridge when someone brought me here.

your life is explanation enough,”

be a rich young lady here for me to sleep with, someone I’d never touch otherwise. She

words hit like

lying! I don’t even

to this–not only had she been ruined by that filthy beggar, now