Chapter 186 The Trap Exposed


    Chapter 186 The Trap Exposed


    But now that it hadnded on him and Natalie, Jensen was furious.


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    He had never understood how Sharon could have been outmaneuvered by Natalie. Now he finally realized–Sharon had tried to scheme against Natalie, only to be outyed in return.


    When Natalie told him the barista was suspicious before leaving, it wasn’t a kind warning. It was mockery–mockery of his judgment and of the kind of person he had been defending.


    Jensen felt like his face had been dragged across the ground.


    And the one who humiliated him like this was Sharon.


    Her heart froze under the look in his eyes. She quickly shook her head. “It wasn’t me! I don’t know anything about it!”


    Her eyes filled with tears, her expression full of suppressed grievance. To anyone else, she looked innocent. For a moment, even Jensen wavered.


    Was Sharon really innocent?


    He let out a cold, self–mockingugh. “I have no grudge against Johnson. Natalie has no dealings with him either. Why would he target her? On the other hand, you–he’s your doctor, isn’t he? You’re close enough. When he learned Natalie’s return might threaten your position as Mrs. Luke, wouldn’t it make perfect sense for him to act?”


    “No, Jensen, it’s not me! Do you really see me as such a vicious woman?”


    Sharon burst into sobs.


    But Jensen no longer wanted to judge.


    The reporters smelled a scandal and stared at Jensen, waiting for him toss further.


    But all Jensen felt was exhaustion.


    Exhaustion from the very bottom of his heart.


    “Send her to the police. Let them handle the rest.”


    He rose to leave.


    The reporters tried to block him, but the murderous aura rolling off Jensen made them step


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    <b>aside </b>without a word.


    Seeing him walk away without bringing her, Sharon hurried after him.


    <b>“</b>Jensen!”


    He frowned but didn’t stop her.


    That was when the beggar suddenly spoke.


    “Wait, Mr. Jensen–you hit me, and that’s just it?”


    Jensen’s brows knitted tighter.


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    He hated to even remind himself of it–that his wife in name had slept with a filthy beggar. But he never imagined the beggar would have the audacity to call out to him.


    Jensen stopped and turned.


    His eyes were like frost,ced with killing intent.


    “If you’d kept quiet, I might have forgotten you. You’re just a beggar. Do you have a death wish?”


    The beggar clutched his wounds. “I was set up. I was sleeping under the bridge when someone brought me here. They drugged me. Then Mr. Jensen beat me like this. Don’t I deserve an exnation?”


    “An exnation? Mr. Jensen sparing your life is exnation enough,” Hansel scoffed.


    But the beggar suddenly pointed at Sharon. “She’s the one who told me toe! She said there’d be a rich youngdy here for me to sleep with, someone I’d never touch otherwise. She promised me ten thousand if I went through with it. She even gave me a thousand up front so I’d listen. Do you think I’d dare do something like this without that?”


    The words hit like a bomb. Sharon exploded.


    “You’re lying! I don’t even know you!”


    She had never dreamed it woulde to this–not only had she been ruined by that filthy beggar, now he was ndering her on top of it.


    But Jensen turned at once, his gaze on her murderous.


    She had really tried to destroy Natalie?


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    If his guess <b>was </b>right, Sharon had drugged him so reporters would find them in bed together. That would cement her identity as Mrs. Luke while ruining Natalic, painting her as the other woman in their marriage.


    Otherwise<b>, </b>why would Sharon leave the hospital where she was recovering <i>to </ie to Cloud Café?


    And the barista–her own doctor’s man.


    Everything pointed back to Sharon’s design.


    When had she be so venomous?


    Sharon felt her whole body turn to ice under his eyes.


    “Jensen, believe me! He’s framing me! I don’t know him at all!”


    But she knew Jensen too well. She knew what that look of his meant.


    She had wanted to ruin Natalie, yes–but she had never recruited a beggar.


    The beggar, hearing her denial, quickly pulled out his phone.


    “Mr. Jensen, see for yourself whether I’m lying. I’ve got the transfer record.”


    On his WhatsApp, Sharon’s number was right there. And the transfer–one thousand dors- red at Jensen from the screen.