Chapter 199 A Cruel Reunion
Yvonne nodded, her eyes lingering on the emergency room doors<b>. </b>
“<b>Sis</b><b>, </b>it looks like that ride copsing wasn’t an ident.”
Natalie’s gaze sharpened instantly.
“What did you say? Who was behind it?”
“I don’t know yet. No leads. Whoever did it covered their tracks well. But I checked–the rides were inspected just two days ago. That very ride was given special attention, it was impossible for it to fail on its own. And the inspector who signed off on it… he’s gone missing.”
Natalie’s chest tightened at the weight of the words.
“If it was deliberate… what could they possibly want? All those people, all those children–how many families will be left grieving because of this? How can someone be so vicious?”
Yvonne said nothing.
Natalie had grown up sheltered in the Summers family. Even after leaving them, her world had revolved around Jensen and her designs. Apart from the betrayals of Sharon, she had never been exposed to the darker truths of wealth and power.
But Yvonne had lived in that darkness all her life, raised alongside Baron and Phantom, seeing firsthand just how cruel people could be. She knew this kind of evil was very real.
Still, faced with Natalie’s furious but innocent eyes, she couldn’t bring herself to say it aloud.
“Sis, tell my brother about thister. I’ll take the kids home first–they’ve been scared enough today.”
“Alright. Take them back. Once Baron finishes his checks, we’ll head ho Yvonne.”
Natalie squeezed her hand.
too. Thank you,
vonne shook her head and left with the children, bodyguards shadowing their steps.
Some of Baron’s examinations couldn’t be done with family present.
Seeing how his shirt was torn to pieces, Natalie decided to run to the mall nearby to buy him a fresh one. She had just stepped out of the hospital doors when she nearly collided with Jensen,
rushing toward her in a panic.
The moment he saw the blood on her hands, his face went pale.
“Natalie, you’re hurt?”
He reached for her instinctively, but she pulled her hand back at once.
“Mr. Jensen? What are you doing here?”
Her brows knitted, her eyes full of disgust.
The rejection cut Jensen to the bone.
Did she hate even his touch now?
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“I saw the news. A ride copsed at the park–many people were hurt. And then I saw your silhouette in the footage. I had Hansel check, and I came right away. Natalie, where are you hurt? Why were you there?”
His worry was raw, unfeigned. It was as if she were still the only person in his heart.
But remembering everything he had done, Natalie’s lips curled into a bitter smile.
“Mr. Jensen, if I recall correctly, we already broke up. A proper ex knows to disappear from each other’s life. Or is that something you don’t understand?”
Her voice was calm, but it stabbed through him like a de.
“No! We didn’t break up. I never agreed to it! Natalie, after five years together, how can you just throw it all away?”
He stepped closer. She instinctively stepped back, frown deepening. <fnf91d> This content belongs to FindN()vel</fnf91d>
“Mr. Jensen, for a man of your stature, you should at least learn to kee, your dignity.”
She tried <i>to </i>brush past him, but he blocked her way again.
“Natalie, I know you resent me for not saving you first in that fire. And for marrying Sharon behind your back. I was wrong to hide it. But five years ago, Sharon saved my life. She gave me one of her ribs so I could survive. Even if you had found the Witch Doctor, without that bone transnt I would’ve died. I owe her my life! Now she has cancer, her days are numbered. I only married her out of gratitude. My heart has always belonged to you.”
Natalie’sugh was cold.
“She gave you a rib? And who told you that? Sharon?”
“No. It was in the medical and donor reports. My men uncovered it–Sharon never meant to tell me. So you see, Natalie, it’s just repayment. I gave her the title of Mrs. Luke because she’s dying. If it bothers you, I’ll send her abroad. You’ll never have to see her again. Just give me time. When she’s gone, I’ll marry you properly. I’ll give you the grandest wedding, make you
wife for all the world to see.”
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