Chapter 32 The Underground King


    He was afraid.


    Afraid that if he told the truth, Natalie would leave him.


    Afraid that she would never want him again.


    But in the end, he still lost her.


    Tears of regret streamed down Jensen’s face.


    “Natalie, I’m sorry! It was my fault! Please forgive me, will you? Come back to me, please? I swear I won’t care about Sharon anymore. I’ll divorce her, I’ll marry you! I’m begging you,e back!”


    His voice was raw with grief, but no one would ever answer him again.


    Like a madman, he began searching for everything Natalie had left behind.


    But when Jensen realized that all the things that carried their shared memories were gone, panic took overpletely.


    “Where is it? Where are all the keepsakes?”


    He ran to the basement, the storage room, anywhere that might hold something of her.


    But the vi was spotless, as if Natalie had never lived there at all.


    “No! Natalie, you can’t be this cruel to me! You can’t!”


    Clinging to thest thread of hope, he turned again to the smart assistant.


    But the video only showed Natalie, her face streaked with tears, burning away everything that had once represented their love.


    At that sight, Jensen finally lost control and copsed into unconsciousness.


    Meanwhile, Sharon discovered Jensen had gone missing. She searched everywhere until she confirmed he was at their residence.


    But without facial recognition or fingerprints, she couldn’t get inside.


    She called his phone over and over. It rang, but no one picked up.


    She pleaded with the guards to let her in, but they demanded proof she was an owner of their residence.


    That single vi became a chasm Sharon could not cross.


    She could only scream helplessly at the gates until the guards dragged her away.


    Far across the ocean, in Murica, Natalie had no idea how much devastation she had caused Jensen.


    Even if she did know, she would not have cared anymore.


    When she woke, two days had already passed since her surgery.


    The unfamiliar room filled her with panic.


    She instinctively tried to get up, but the stabbing pain made her cry out.


    “Ms. Summers, you’re awake?”


    A woman’s unfamiliar voice sounded at her side.


    Natalie turned quickly and saw someone she didn’t recognize.


    “Who are you? Where is this?”


    Her voice came out hoarse and broken, apanied by searing pain.


    The woman hurried to pour a ss of water and held it out to her.


    “Ms. Summers, your throat was damaged in the fire. You’ll need a long recovery and treatment. It’s best if you don’t speak for now.


    My name is Yvonne Saunder. I’m your private nurse. I’ll be fully responsible for your daily care from here on. You suffered severe burns, and you’ll need multiple skin graft surgeries in the future. But your body isn’t ready for such major operations yet-we need to focus on recovery first.


    You’re in Murica. You were saved by our boss. His name is Baron Gunn. He’s the underground king here— you could think of him as the godfather of the underworld.”


    Natalie froze in shock.


    The godfather of the underworld?


    When had she ever met someone like that?


    “I… I don’t think I know Mr. Gunn.” <fnbc02> Checktest chapters at Find?Novel</fnbc02>


    Even though speaking tore at her throat, she forced the question out.


    Yvonne gave a faint smile. “Mr. Gunn is the man you spent the night with in Ocean City.”


    Natalie’s eyes flew wide open.


    That man she had grabbed on a whim to vent her anger-he had such a terrifying identity?


    “Where is he now?”


    Yvonne’s gaze darkened.


    “Ms. Summers, when your ident happened, Mr. Gunn’s business here was under attack. He had no choice but to rush back. After a bloody struggle, he managed to stabilize the situation, but he was badly injured. Even so, when he learned you were in danger, he risked everything to go to Ocean City and save you. He returned only to fall unconscious, and he still hasn’t woken up.”


    Mr. Gunn had forbidden them from revealing that he was the Ghost Doctor, but he had said nothing


    about hiding the price he had paid to save Ms. Summers.


    Yvonne reminded herself of this silently.


    Their Mr. Gunn had risked his life for Ms. Summers. She couldn’t allow Ms. Summers to keep another man in her heart.


    Hearing Yvonne’s words, Natalie grew anxious.


    “How is he now? I want to see him.”


    She tried to push herself up, but the sharp pain made her body seize violently.


    Yvonne panicked at the sight.


    “Ms. Summers, you mustn’t move! Your burns cover most of your body, and your wounds aren’t healed yet. Mr. Gunn put everything into saving you-if you get an infection or your injuries worsen, and he finds out, he’ll have my head!”


    Just then, footsteps sounded outside.


    Yvonne instinctively stepped in front of Natalie, a throwing knife clenched in her hand, ready to strike the intruder.


    The door swung open, and it was Finn who stepped inside.