When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 235 Natalie Deserves Better

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Jensen immediately realized where Natalie was living. The hillside villas–every plot of land there belonged to the Stone family. Many people had tried to buy property in that area, but money alone wasn’t enough; you also needed connections.

Connections the Stone family recognized.

At present, that entire villa district was private territory; without Natalie’s permission, he couldn’t even get past the gates at the base of the hill.

Still, Jensen drove straight to the hillside estate.

As expected, he was stopped at the entrance.

The villas stood so close before him, yet he couldn’t reach her. For the first time, Jensen felt the distance between himself and Natalie–so near, yet impossibly far.

He pulled his car to the side, took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and dragged in a deep inhale; the smoke burned his throat, sending him into a fit of coughing.

It had been years since he’d smoked.

He had first picked it up with Sharon.

Back then, he thought it was cool–and Sharon liked it.

After his accident, when the doctors forbade it, he had quit.

Over time, Jensen nearly forgot the feeling.

But now, as smoke clawed at his lungs, the pain made even his chest ache.

“Natalie…”

stared at the villas ahead. How could I have been so blind, throwing away a woman who loved me wholeheartedly, all

Hansel’s WhatsApp pinged again.

found this in Ms. Sharon and Johnson’s chat

another word about Sharon and Johnson; yet when he heard Hansel’s voice note, he

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what else she can disgust me with. Hansel had

eyes darkened as he

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had written: “Johnson, make this case look real. Best if you tell Jensen my cancer cells have spread and

need a real cancer patient’s case file. Right now we

can walk away now? Don’t forget, I have photos and videos of

and you insist on pretending you’re terminally ill? Do you realize you’re walking a tightrope? If Jensen ever finds

won’t. He still has feelings for me. And even if he knows, I’ll find a way to keep

raw and damning–like a

“Sharon’s cancer… was fake?”

came through hoarse, carrying a

him so easily–costing him

haven’t confirmed it. She’d need a real medical exam to

was all Hansel could

more followed, showing Sharon urging

down,

“Find a reliable family doctor. Have them go to the estate,

“Yes, sir.”