When She Rose From the Ashes (Natalie and Jensen) novel Chapter 363

Chapter 363 The Rib

Chapter 363 The Rib

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Though Sharon insisted, her trembling voice betrayed her panic.

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Jensen’s gaze grew colder. Yes, everyone believed Witch Doctor’s records couldn’t be falsified- that was why he had trusted Sharon all these years. But he trusted Anna’s words more.

It had been Natalie who saved him. Sharon had stolen the credit, deceiving him for five whole

years.

Unforgivable.

His grip on her throat tightened.

“Ah–Jensen!” Sharon gasped, tears spilling down her cheeks.

He showed no mercy. “Last chance. Who donated the rib five years ago? Think carefully before you answer. If I’m asking, it means I already have evidence.”

Her face drained of color. Evidence? How could he know?

She remembered clearly–she had seen Witch Doctor’s medical report. Someone had promised her no one would ever learn the truth. How could Jensen possibly know?

Her eyes darted nervously, her mind racing. Jensen felt a surge of disgust for himself—Luke Corp’s president, duped and manipulated by this woman, throwing away a treasure like Natalie.

“Speak!” His roar made her flinch violently.

No, he couldn’t have proof–he must be bluffing.

“It was me! It’s always been me!” Sharon sobbed, grasping for control. “If I had known you’d treat me like this after saving you, I’d never have agreed to donate. You don’t know the pain I endured–I nearly died for you! And this is how you repay me? Jensen, you’re inhuman!”

She wept harder. At first the tears were feigned, but soon real despair mixed in. She thought of the child she’d lost, of the uncertain road ahead, and her sobs turned raw.

Jensen’s eyes only grew icier.

“Sharon, I gave you your chance.”

He flung her onto the bed and barked, “Tie her up.”

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She hadn’t even caught her breath before Lucy and the nurse bound her tight with rope. Sharon thrashed, shouting, but no one paid her cries any heed.

Once she was secured, Jensen spoke again.

“Get a doctor. Run an ultrasound. I want to know exactly how many ribs she has.”

Sharon’s face went bloodless.

“Jensen–you don’t believe me? Let me go! Keep your precious life, I don’t want credit anymore. Pretend I saved a dog five years ago–just let me go!”

Her voice shook with terror. She couldn’t allow that test.

Jensen read her fear like an open book. All these years, the truth had been within reach–half an hour of examination could have exposed everything. Yet he had chosen blindness, letting Sharon deceive him while he wallowed in it.

Self–loathing burned in him. His teeth ground until his jaw ached. He saw more clearly than ever the wounds he had dealt Natalie.

“Why are you standing there? Take her to the examination room! If her ribs are whole, then have the doctor extract one. It would suit her false tale, wouldn’t it?”

Sharon nearly collapsed with fright.

“Jensen, you can’t! Don’t do this to me! I won’t go! Let me go! Help! Somebody help me!”

Her screams echoed through the hall.

At that moment, Loretta entered with her attendants.

“What is happening here? I could hear the shrieking all the way down the corridor. Jensen is still recovering–how can there be such chaos?”

She frowned when she recognized Sharon’s voice but did not hurry her steps.

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