Chapter 55 The Tomb and the Lie
Chapter 55 The Tomb and the Lie
In that moment, Witch Doctor’s name once again resurfaced in the world.
When Jensen woke up, barely half an hour had passed.
He stared up at the familiar ceiling, realizing he had been brought back to the Grand Pavilion.
Hansel, worried, had remained by his side the whole time.
Seeing Jensen stir, he immediately stepped forward.
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“Mr. Luke, you’re awake? Do you feel unwell anywhere? I’ve already called the family doctor. Should I have him take a look at you?”
Jensen shook his head.
His chest felt tight and heavy.
And his mind kept reying the moments before he had cked out.
“Did you find Natalie’s ashes?”
“Not yet.”
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“Mr. Luke, this matter reeks of something strange. Miss Natalie barely had any friends, and you basically knew everyone in her circle. Her death was suppressed from the public too. Who on earth would hate her enough to dig up her grave? What kind of grudge would it take?”
Over the years Hansel had received more than a little help from Natalie. She may have helped him for Jensen’s sake, but Hansel still remembered the debt.
And the fact that Jensen had hidden his marriage to Sharon without warning Natalie beforehand made Hansel feel he already owed Natalie dearly. Now she was dead-why couldn’t others let her rest in peace?
Jensen’s eyes suddenly narrowed.
“What did you just say?”
Hansel froze under his gaze, thinking he had overstepped.
“Mr. Luke, I spoke out of turn.”
“No. Yourst words. Say them again.”
“What kind of grudge, what kind of hatred?”
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Chapter 55 The Tomb and the Lie
Hansel repeated himself.
Jensen’s mind instantly conjured Sharon’s image.
If anyone hated Natalie the most, it was Sharon.
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Now Sharon’s hand had been smashed, and Jensen himself had recently treated her coldly because of Natalie. Could it be Sharon who sent someone to desecrate Natalie’s grave?
Who else would even know where Natalie was buried?
And the smashed tombstone-his tombstone, the one he carved with his own hands.
Jensen felt he had found the answer.
“To the hospital!”
He shot to his feet, his body radiating a killing aura, and strode toward the door.
Hansel didn’t know exactly what Jensen had realized, but it had been a long time since he had seen his employer filled with such murderous fury.
Thest time had been when Natalie risked everything to beg Witch Doctor to save him.
Back then, no one knew what price Natalie had paid to convince Witch Doctor. But everyone had seen how pale she was, how frail her body had be.
That time Jensen had nearly torn Witch Doctor’s ck market shop apart, and only Natalie-dragging herself there on a broken body-had been able to stop him, sparing them all from a bloody war.
And now, Jensen was once again consumed with rage.
Still, Hansel thought bitterly, the cause was once more tied to Natalie.
He shook his head and quickly followed.
Jensen drove straight to the hospital and stormed into Sharon’s ward.
Even with the pain pump, Sharon was still screaming at the top of her lungs.
“Are you all dead? I’m in agony, and you idiots can’t think of a single solution? If this pain doesn’t stop, I’ll make sure each of you loses a hand!”
She was aplete madwoman, no trace of elegance left.
Mrs. Summers didn’t flinch at her daughter’s behavior. To her, Sharon was Mr. Luke’s wife, the future mistress of the Luke family. The hospital even had Luke family shares in it. If the mistress of the house was in agony and the doctors couldn’t solve it, then the fault was theirs, not Sharon’s temper.
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Chapter 55 The Tomb and the Lie
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But Jensen had never seen this side of Sharon before.
Yes, she had been spoiled, arrogant, and unreasonable with him-but this viciousness, these venomous words, were something new.
His brows furrowed tightly.
The nurse spotted him at the door and opened her mouth, but Jensen silenced her with a look.
He wanted to hear and see with his own eyes what Sharon was really like when she thought no one was watching.
The nurse instantly shut her mouth and stepped aside.
Sharon, oblivious to Jensen’s presence, was lost to the bone-deep pain, unable to keep her mask in ce.
She shrieked, smashing everything in reach, her voice ragged with hate.
“Natalie! Even dead you won’t leave me alone? You filthy bitch-you should’ve been left without a grave, without ashes, eaten by wild dogs!”
The words fell, and outside the door Jensen’s face turned darker than a thunderstorm.
“So it was you who dug up Natalie’s grave, wasn’t it?”
He kicked the door wide open and stepped inside.
Cold, lethal air poured from him, dropping the room’s temperature to ice.
Sharon froze, caught off guard. The twisted hatred on her face had no time to fade.
And Jensen saw it all.
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