When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 285 Gratitude Isn’t The Same

Jensen’s brow furrowed slightly. Photos? What photos? I never took any photos with Sharon.

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He had been drawn in by Sharon’s passion before; but at that time, Jensen wasn’t yet head of the Luke family, and the family paid him little attention.

He had been the least favored of them all–Sharon had never even cared enough to take a picture with him.

But Natalie wasn’t the type to speak without cause.

Photos hidden beneath the ones of him and Natalie–even he hadn’t known they existed.

Suddenly, Jensen realized things weren’t nearly as simple as he had thought.

Yvonne, hearing Natalie’s words, grew indignant.

“Natalie, you’re so good; if Jensen doesn’t want you, that’s his loss. Don’t ever think otherwise. You’re more than enough. If he truly loved you, it wouldn’t matter whether you did everything perfectly or not–he would’ve stood by you without hesitation, without reservation, the way my brother does. Honestly, if you blew your nose, he’d probably think it smelled sweet.”

Natalie was left speechless.

“Yvonne, that comparison is a little disgusting.”

as you understand what I mean. My

she had to

is amazing. Otherwise, why would I have gone and gotten a marriage certificate with him? After all, when Sharon deliberately left me trapped in that fire, intending to burn me alive, the man I had once seen as my only salvation,

memory of

really have been buried in that blaze. And through it all, he never let go of my hand. In that moment, I felt he was my forever. On top of that, when my burns were so severe, he was the

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proper donor to graft skin, and in the process,

believe I can spend a lifetime with him, because he loves me more than he loves himself. For that alone, I

never

other too; I once believed he was my forever. But in the end, that story didn’t have a happy ending. I’m not young anymore; love isn’t something I need to survive. What I have with your brother is comfort, happiness, warmth. I’m willing to spend my life with him. As for love–let it come

mean she hasn’t fallen in love with Baron

time in a long

bit too pessimistic about love. She opened her mouth to argue,

with him yet, but I do care for him. I want to give him the best. I can’t stand to see him wronged; I ache when he’s hurt. All of that is the beginning of love. As long as we keep moving forward like this, I believe I’ll fall in

this, a smile

my brother is the best man in

gaze grew

to fall

Jensen turned and left the studio. Across