Chapter 200 Breaking Ties


    Jensen’s words were dripping with emotion, but Natalie’s face stayed unreadable.


    Her mind was elsewhere–back to those years ago when she had signed the donor


    agreement and seen the medical reports herself. So why did Jensen’s records now show Sharon’s name?


    Sharon had only just returned to the Summers family back then. Natalie’s trip to find the Witch Doctor was something only the Luke family knew. How could Sharon have imed credit for that?


    And the Witch Doctor–someone that powerful, that mysterious–how could his medical records and donor agreements have been tampered with?


    What was hidden beneath all this?


    Natalie hadn’t wanted to argue with Jensen anymore. But she couldn’t let Sharon pollute her


    past.


    She had been the one who gave up a rib to save him. She had begged the Witch Doctor for treatment. Yet somehow, Sharon had stolen it all.


    And it didn’t feel like Sharon’s scheme alone. There had to be something deeper behind it.


    But why target her?


    She had been nothing but a misced child, raised as someone else’s daughter. What value did she have that made her worth scheming against?


    Unless… unless the Stone family had known all along who she was. Unless her being switched at birth wasn’t an ident, but deliberate.


    The thought made cold sweat run down her back.


    If that were true–who had been pulling the strings all these years?


    Her gaze turned sharp, heavy with suspicion.


    Jensen mistook her silence for softening. He stepped closer, reaching for her hand.


    Natalie’s palm cracked across his cheek before he could touch her.


    “I told you, Jensen. Have some respect for yourself.”


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    His cheek burned, his whole body stiff. He stared at her in disbelief.


    In the past, even the smallest frown from him had broken her heart. Now she struck him without hesitation, her eyes cold and detached.


    <b>It </b>shook him to his core.


    “Natalie,” his voice cracked, “you know my reasons. You still won’t forgive me?”


    “Your reasons? You don’t even know the truth yourself. What do your reasons have to do with me? Jensen, no matter why you married Sharon, the fact remains–you betrayed me. You registered your marriage with her while still with me. Do you admit it or not?”


    He flushed, cornered, and muttered, “I admit it.”


    “Good. Then since you admit it, answer this. If you wanted to repay her, you should’ve told me. You should’ve ended things cleanly. But you didn’t. You even thought I couldn’t understand French, whispering with Felix right in front of me about keeping it from me. What were you nning, Jensen? To keep one woman at home and another outside? To make me the mistress in my own rtionship? Is that it?”


    Jensen’s breath caught, panic shing in his


    eyes.


    “No, Natalie, you were never the other woman. You and I were the real couple. I only kept it from


    you because I didn’t want you to worry. She’s dying. I—”


    “Is it so hard to admit you were despicable?” Her voice trembled with rage. “Yes, I loved you. Deeply. But now? Now you disgust me. You make thest five years of my life feel like a joke. Don’t appear in front of me again.”


    She turned and strode away.


    er, his heart thundering.


    called him despicable? He had only wanted to repay a debt–he never eaving her.


    ny? Why did she see it that way?


    And what had she meant about him not knowing the truth?


    Was there something he didn’t know?


    “<b>Natalie</b><b>!</b><b>” </b>


    <b>He </b>tried to call her back, but she was gone.


    Frowning hard, Jensen yanked out his phone.


    “Hansel, those medical records and donor reports–those really came from the Witch Doctor’s office, didn’t they?”


    Hansel paused, startled. “Of course, Mr. Jensen. I handled it personally back then. Everything was legitimate. Why do you ask?”


    “It’s nothing.”


    Jensen ended the call.


    Hansel had served him loyally for years–he had no reason to lie, and no way to tamper with the Witch Doctor’s documents.


    For a fleeting moment, Jensen had wondered if there was another truth buried in the past.


    But no. It had to be Natalie’s resentment talking. Nothing more.