Chapter 166 Sharon Who Never Heard
That reporter was gutsy; he asked the question outright.
Jensen’s expression instantly darkened.
“What nonsense are you spouting? Sharon and I are just friends.”
The moment those words left his mouth, the entire ce went silent.
Hansel broke out in a cold sweat<i>. </i><i>Mr. </i><i>Jensen </i><i>is digging </i><i>his </i><i>own </i><i>grave</i><i>. </i><i>How </i><i>am </i>I <i>supposed </i><i>to </i><i>fix </i><i>this </i><i>as his </i><i>assistant</i>? <i>Maybe </i>I <i>should </i><i>just </i><i>quit</i><i>, </i><i>this </i><i>job </i><i>is </i><i>way </i><i>too </i><i>much</i>.
He tugged at Jensen’s sleeve, trying to get him to stop talking and just head back, but Jensen didn’t even notice.
“I’m telling you, Sharon and I arepletely innocent. Stop spreading rumors! The only woman I’ll ever love in this lifetime is Sunny; the only woman I’ll ever marry is her!”
With that, Jensen spun around and stormed off.
The reporters were stunned.
After all, talk of Jensen and Sharon’s marriage had always been nothing more than hearsay. Their records at City Hall were encrypted and untouchable to outsiders.
On Sharon’s end, she’d vaguely hinted that she was Jensen’s wife, but there had never been solid proof.
Now, with Jensen dering things so firmly, everyone began to wonder–could he actually be telling the truth?
For the past five years, all of Sunny’s designs had been licensed exclusively to Luke Corp.
<i>Could </i><i>Jensen </i><i>be </i><i>right</i><i>? </i>
Some of the reporters were already filling in the nks, imagining a romance between the two; some even had headlines drafted in their minds.
Even without Ms. Sunny showing up today, getting a bombshell like this made the trip
worthwhile.
A few reporters hurried off, eager to rush their stories out.
Chapter 166 Sharon Who Never Heard
Back in the car, Hansel felt utterly helpless.
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“Mr. Jensen, you were too impulsive today. Yes, your marriage records with Natalie are encrypted, but if someone really wanted to dig, they could still find traces. And Natalie hasn’t contacted you since the fire. If she hears what you just said, she might resent it. Reconciling with herter won’t be easy.”
He had to voice his concerns.
Jensen kept his gaze fixed outside, narrowing his eyes. “I’m forcing her toe out. If she really is Natalie, I’ll give her everything. But if someone’s pretending to be her, using her name to cash in, then they’d better not me me for being ruthless.”
Hansel froze.
“Mr. Jensen, what do you mean by that?”
A glint of ice flickered in Jensen’s eyes.
“Natalie’s right hand was shattered by Sharon; she’ll never be able to hold a paintbrush again. How could she possibly be designing now? Even if she hadn’t died in that fire, she would have been gravely injured. She wouldn’t have had enough time to heal, let alone train herself to draw with both hands.”
Hansel couldn’t help but ask, “So you’re saying Ms. Sunny is a fake?”
“Not necessarily.”
Jensen’s gaze darkened; his fingers tapped lightly against the armrest. “Ur ss the person who saved her back then took her to the Witch Doctor. He’s the only one in this world who could’ve healed her that quickly. That’s why I have to see this Sunny with my own eyes. I need to know if she’s really my Natalie.” <fn50fc> Updates are released by Find[F]ovel</fn50fc>
Jensen hated admitting it, but he was jealous.
Five years ago, when he was on the brink of death, Natalie had begged the Witch Doctor to save him. That was when he realized she might have had a rtionship with that man.
If that connection existed, and if Natalie had been rescued, then finding the Witch Doctor again–given their one–night history–might have been enough for him to save her too.
Now Jensen was torn, he wanted Natalie to be alive, yet the thought of her surviving because of the Witch Doctor drove him to the edge of despair.
His face grew so grim it seemed to drag the temperature of the car down with it.
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Hansel wisely stayed quiet.
He knew Jensen had been carrying a knot in his heart for the
past five
years, but he believed the only way to untangle it was to talk directly to Miss Natalie. Otherwise, all this guessing was nothing more than self–torment.
Hansel could understand his conflicting emotions, but what Jensen might do next was anyone’s guess.
Once again, Hansel found himself questioning whether he should quit this job.
News of the airport incident spread quickly online.
When Baron saw the headlines on his phone, his face turned thunderous. Jensen really had no shame. <i>Sleeping </i>with <i>Sharon </i><i>was </i><i>bad </i><i>enough</i><i>, </i><i>but </i><i>now </i><i>he </i><i>dared </i><i>to </i><i>drag </i><i>his </i>wife <i>into </i><i>it</i>? Absolutely <i>shameless</i>.
Baron pulled out his phone, hammering out a long string of words–only to delete them all in the end. Natalie hadn’t said anything yet; he couldn’t make decisions for her.