Chapter 25 Dead or Not
Chapter 25 Dead or Not
“Jensen, you’re hurting me.”
“I asked you – where is Natalie?”
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There wasn’t a shred of tenderness left in Jensen’s voice. He stared at Sharon like she was a stranger.
Just then, one of his men ran in, visibly tense.
“Mr. Luke, the fire’s been put out. But… Ms. Natalie didn’t make it. The body’s at the ruins. The fire department wants to know if we’ll be claiming the remains.”
“What did you say?”
A buzzing noise filled Jensen’s head. He heard every word, but somehow, none of them made sense.
Natalie didn’t make it?
“You’re lying! There’s no way she’s dead! She promised to marry me! I haven’t even proposed yet, haven’t given her the grand wedding I swore I would. I said I’d take her to see the whole world. None of that’s happened! How can she be dead?!”
He shook his head over and over, but his bloodshot eyes brimmed with hot tears, swelling with grief.
His chest hurt. Badly.
Why did it hurt so much?
It felt like someone had torn his heart straight out of his body.
Jensen stumbled to his feet, only for Sharon to throw herself in front of him.
“Jensen, what are you doing? You’ve got burns all over! You need to stay in the hospital and recover properly!”
“Get out of my way.”
His voice was cold hollow.
Sharon couldn’t stand seeing him like this.
“What the hell is wrong with you?! Natalie’s dead! She was burned alive in that fire! You’re the president of
– don’t you get it?” Luke Corp! You have responsibilities
“I told you to get out of my way!”
Jensen snapped like a lion driven into a corner, shoving Sharon to the ground without even looking at her. Then he bolted out of the room.
No!
He refused to believe Natalie was dead!
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She couldn’t be!
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All their memories came flooding back her laughter, her temper, the tears she shed when he was in pain. Every memory was a dull blade, sawing through his soul.
He didn’t care about traffic lights. He floored the gas pedal, speeding toward the smoldering ruins of the warehouse.
The fire department was finishing up when he arrived.
“Mr. Luke, what are you doing here?”
“Where’s the body?”
Each word scraped his throat like glass.
The firefighters looked at his scorched skin and understood immediately.
“Over there.”
Jensen stumbled toward the scene. A coroner was examining the remains.
“Female. Age approximately twenty to twenty–four. Right hand shows evidence of a healed fracture. Likely sustained a serious injury in the past.”
The clinical words hit Jensen like a hammer, knocking the air out of his lungs. He collapsed on the ground.
Twenty–four years old…
A broken right hand…
Who else could it be?
“No! No way! She’s not dead!”
Jensen charged forward, clutching the charred remains in his arms.
“Mr. Luke, please be careful. The remains are extremely fragile due to the fire.”
The coroner frowned, irritated by the sudden interference.
There was still so much work to do.
But Jensen didn’t hear a word. He held what was left of her tightly, and the tears finally fell.
“Natalie… Ah Ning…”
His voice cracked as he called out, but the only answer was silence.
Sharon arrived with her bodyguards and was greeted by the heartbreaking sight.
She nearly shattered a molar from clenching her teeth.
“What are you all waiting for?! Get Mr. Luke off her right now!”
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The bodyguards hesitated. They knew she and Jensen were legally married now house. They couldn’t disobey her.
she was the lady of the
They stepped forward.
“Mr. Luke, please take care of yourself. Ms. Natalic is gone. Let her rest in peace
“Get away! Get out of here!”
Jensen snarled like a madman, shoving everyone back.
Just then, his phone rang.
He ignored it, too consumed by grief but the damn thing kept ringing, again and again, until his head throbbed from the noise.
With a growl, he pulled it out to shut it off – and froze when he saw the caller ID.
It was the immigration office.
Why were they calling him?
He stared, confused, but had no interest in answering. He silenced the call and gently whispered to the corpse in his arms.
“Natalie… I’m taking you home.”
The sight of him – wild, wounded, and delusional
made Sharon’s stomach churn.
She hadn’t orchestrated Natalie’s fiery death just so Jensen could weep over her ashes.
“What are you all staring at?! Mr. Luke is injured and needs rest. He can’t handle this much stress! Get him back to the hospital now!”
Her shrill voice cut through the air.
But the bodyguards hesitated.
“Ms. Summers… Mr. Luke’s holding Ms. Natalie’s remains. We can’t separate them.”
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