When She Rose From the Ashes

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Chapter 200 Breaking Ties

Jensen’s words were dripping with emotion, but Natalie’s face stayed unreadable.

Her mind was elsewhere–back to those years ago when she had signed the donor

agreement and seen the medical reports herself. So why did Jensen’s records now show Sharon’s name?

Sharon had only just returned to the Summers family back then. Natalie’s trip to find the Witch Doctor was something only the Luke family knew. How could Sharon have claimed credit for that?

And the Witch Doctor–someone that powerful, that mysterious–how could his medical records and donor agreements have been tampered with?

What was hidden beneath all this?

Natalie hadn’t wanted to argue with Jensen anymore. But she couldn’t let Sharon pollute her

past.

She had been the one who gave up a rib to save him. She had begged the Witch Doctor for treatment. Yet somehow, Sharon had stolen it all.

And it didn’t feel like Sharon’s scheme alone. There had to be something deeper behind it.

But why target her?

She had been nothing but a misplaced child, raised as someone else’s daughter. What value did she have that made her worth scheming against?

along who she was. Unless her

cold sweat

that were true–who had been pulling the strings all these

sharp, heavy with

mistook her silence for softening. He stepped closer, reaching

palm cracked across his cheek

Jensen. Have some

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echoed, sharp and

his whole body stiff. He stared at her

him had broken her heart. Now she struck him without hesitation,

him

“you know my reasons. You still

why you married Sharon, the fact remains–you betrayed me. You registered your marriage with her while still with me. Do you

cornered, and muttered, “I

this. If you wanted to repay her, you should’ve told me. You should’ve ended things cleanly. But you didn’t. You even thought I couldn’t understand French, whispering with Felix right in front of me about keeping it from

breath caught, panic flashing in

eyes.

were never the other woman. You and

I didn’t want you to worry. She’s dying.

you. Deeply. But now? Now you disgust me. You make the last five years of my life feel like a

turned and

er, his heart thundering.