When She Rose From the Ashes

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Chapter 431 My Wife’s Gonna Kill Me

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Chapter 431 My Wife’s Gonna Kill Me

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

Baron immediately covered Natalie’s mouth.

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He looked straight at her, his voice firm and deliberate. “Meeting you was the greatest luck of my life. Falling in love with you–and marrying you–was my biggest blessing. Don’t worry about what anyone else says; all I want is for the two of us to live well together. As for what happened today—it was on purpose.”

Baron hated admitting how low he could be, especially when it involved Jensen. But seeing how guilty Natalie looked, he decided it didn’t matter if she saw that side of him.

“What are you talking about?” Natalie thought he was just trying to comfort her, and couldn’t help asking.

Baron lowered his voice. “That injury… I let Jensen stab me on purpose. I saw you coming, and I wanted him to see how much you cared about me; that’s why I didn’t dodge. I’m sorry, baby. I messed up. I really messed up.”

Natalie froze.

When she saw the sincerity and remorse in Baron’s eyes, everything clicked. With his skills, there was no way Jensen could have hurt him–not unless he’d allowed it.

I was too worried to think straight. Seeing how cautious and pitiful he looked now, she couldn’t decide whether to laugh or cry.

He was ridiculous–adorable, even.

done was done; if he hadn’t confessed, she

he admitted it

many men would swallow their pride and own up to something like

just looked at him without saying a word, and Baron’s heart

I know I was wrong,” he pleaded. “I promise I’ll never mess with my body again. Please don’t be mad, okay? Or if you are–hit me a couple times if it’ll make you

at her with those wet, puppy–like eyes, even tugging lightly

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she still wanted to scare him a little. Honestly, he’s unbelievable. What kind

said evenly, “Since the doctor’s here, let him take

to leave, but Baron grabbed

was wrong. Don’t be mad, okay? My wound hurts like hell–aren’t

she said coolly. “You’ve faced storms far worse than this; a small injury like that should be within

of coldness that

his little

on purpose, but I really didn’t

you don’t like that, I’ll stop, okay? Just don’t ignore

him. His strong arms wrapped around her instantly, and he said pitifully, “Baby,

to stay mad at him; and now, with his hot breath brushing against her face, her heart rippled despite

“Get up!”

until