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Jensen’s brows knit tightly; irritation churned in his chest.
Sharon shoved Hansel aside and strode in.
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“What? You can’t stand the sight of me anymore? Are you already thinking about sending me overseas to die, so you and Natalie can finally live happily ever after?”
Her eyes locked coldly on Jensen.
His annoyance deepened.
“Don’t start, Sharon. You know better than anyone why I married you.”
“But can you really swear on your conscience that when you put that ring on me, there wasn’t a single other thought in your heart?”
Her voice rose, sharp and grating.
“Jensen, wasn’t my leaving back then a regret for you? Love you couldn’t have? Maybe it wasn’t even love–maybe it was just that you never got me. So when I came back this time, sick and dying, and said I wanted to marry you, you agreed. Tell me honestly–was it really all for me?”
Her fists clenched tight.
She truly had wanted to build a life with this man.
He had money, looks; and she had once saved his life. With him, things should have been smooth and effortless. <i>So </i><i>why </i><i>had </i><i>it </i><i>turned </i><i>out </i>like <i>this</i><i>? </i>
“Jensen, when you were with Natalie, you thought not having me was your greatest regret. Now that you’re married to me, you’re devastated you didn’t end up with her. Are men always restless over what they can’t have? Can’t you just be content? You’re my husband now! Yet you won’t touch me, won’t even speak to me, and you had me locked away. Is that how you treat a wife? Do you really think Natalie would admire you for treating your wife like this?”
“What do you think you’re doing?”
It was as if Sharon had ripped the mask from his face and thrown it to the floor for him to trample on. Jensen’s expression turned dark, murderous, as though he could kill her right there.
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hug–she wanted to save everything else for our wedding night. If not for you, she would already be my wife. And you–always surrounded by men, tainted goods–and you darcpare yourself to Natalie?”
His words cut like knives.
Even though Sharon had braced herself, she had never imagined he would speak with such cruelty.
“Jensen, you bastard!”
She stepped forward and pped him hard across the face.
The stinging burn on his cheek shot straight to his nerves.
The more he thought about it, the more he realized what a fool he had been. <i>If </i>not <i>for </i><i>that </i><i>old </i><i>debt </i><i>she </i><i>held </i><i>over </i><i>me</i><i>, </i><i>how </i><i>could </i><i>I </i><i>have </i><i>ever </i><i>betrayed </i><i>Natalie</i>?
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“Sharon, who are you to lecture me? You were flirting and entertaining men back then—more of them than I could count. Yes, you saved me, and out of gratitude I agreed to marry you, to give you closure in life. If you had any sense, you’d settle down and behave. But what did you do? Don’t think I don’t know you were the one whispering behind my back, driving a wedge between me and Natalie.”
Over the past days, he had pieced it together.
He and Sharon had gotten married in secret, discreet to the point of pulling strings at City Hall. <i>Natalie </i><i>barely </i><i>left </i><i>the </i><i>house</i><i>, </i><i>how </i><i>could </i><i>she </i><i>possibly </i><i>have </i><i>known</i><i>? </i>
Even if she had overheard his French conversation with Felix, if Sharon hadn’t stirred the pot, Natalie wouldn’t have walked away so quickly.
“You’re too greedy, Sharon. You became Mrs. Luke and still weren’t satisfied; you wanted Ms. Sunny’s title too. But tell me–do you deserve it? Can you design anything of worth?”
His words infuriated her.
“I don’t deserve it? And you do? All I asked for was a little recognition. If you cared so much about Natalie, why did you agree in the first ce? Don’t tell me it was just gratitude. You knew how much that title meant to her, yet you promised it to me anyway. Don’t deny <i>it</i>–heaven knows, you know, and I know exactly what was in your heart then.” <fn1f33> Readplete version only at find·novel</fn1f33>
Jensen’s temper snapped.
He swept everything from the table in front of him, the crash ringing through the room.
“What exactly are you trying to say? What did youe here for today?”
Seeing his fury, Sharon’s chest tightened with bitter resentment.
“Why am I here? Jensen, I’m your wife, not your prisoner! You have no right to keep me locked away. As Mrs. Luke, I was set up and ended up in bed with a beggar–don’t you think you owe me, justice?”
Jensen let out a harsh, mockingugh.
“Justice? You’ve dragged the Luke family’s name through the mud; you’ve thrown our business into chaos; and you still have the nerve to demand justice from me?”
“If it had been Natalie today, would you be treating her this way?”
“How could you evenpare yourself to her? Natalie has always kept herself pure; I was her only boyfriend. We were together five years, and the most we ever did was hold hands, maybe