When She Rose From the Ashes (Natalie and Jensen) novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174 Protect Me Or Ruin Me

sen tried to lighten the mood.

alie, this is your favorite cappuccino. Try it! They say the coffee here is really good; I’d

meaning to ask you out for one, but I just never found the time.”

poke, his voice trailed off.

new better than anyone whether it was truly a lack of time.

talie answered coolly, “Mr. Jensen, I’ve never liked coffee. What I enjoy is black tea.”

At those words, Jensen froze.

His mind flashed back to their time at Lanju; Natalie had indeed liked to steep a pot of tea on the balcony and drink alone.

But every time he came home, she would grind the beans herself and brew him a cup of coffee.

So why was I only realizing it now? Even during those five years, she never truly drank with him -she’d take a sip at most, then set it aside.

And in all that time, he never once noticed that she didn’t even like coffee.

Jensen’s throat tightened; he had no idea what to say.

Natalie looked at his expression, a cold laugh curling in her heart at her own past foolishness.

Now, seeing Jensen like this only made her feel disgust.

From the corner of her eye, Natalie caught sight of reporters already lurking outside.

She quickly smoothed her expression and said evenly, “Mr. Jensen, let’s get to the point. I hope you’ll stop spreading lies about our relationship online. As far as I know, you’re a married man. When you stand in front of reporters and claim I’m your lover, what exactly do you mean by that? Do you want the public to attack me as the mistress in your marriage, force me out of the design industry?”

If her tone before had been restrained, this time her words were razor–sharp; she left Jensen no room to hide or retreat.

His eyes widened in shock.

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“Natalie, what are you saying? How could I ever treat you that way?”

By then, Natalie saw that the reporters had reached the café’s entrance.

Her eyes flickered; the guards at the door immediately let them through.

Her voice rang out in the same instant.

“Oh? Then what you’re saying, Mr. Jensen, is that you never intended to destroy me?”

“Of course! I’d ruin anyone in this world before I’d ever ruin you!”

Jensen blurted the words, terrified she might walk away from him forever if he hesitated.

Natalie only let out a cold laugh, leaning back in her chair before speaking. “Then Mr. Jensen isn’t married? The name on your marriage certificate isn’t mine?”

Her words struck Jensen like a hand around his throat; he couldn’t force a sound out.

His face flushed, his voice strained as he said, “Natalie, you know–it was never about loving Sharon. It’s not what you think. The only woman I’ve ever wanted to marry in this life is you.”

“Mr. Jensen!”

Natalie cut him off before he could launch into another declaration.

“Let me clarify a few things. First, whoever you choose to marry is your business, not mine; I have no right to interfere, and you certainly don’t owe me an explanation. Second, you and I are not close enough for you to casually say you want to marry me–otherwise my husband might get the wrong idea. Third, every design I created under the name Ms. Sunny was never licensed to you, nor entrusted to Luke Corp for sale. So over the past five years, every cent earned from my work–please prepare a full accounting, and have your lawyer contact mine to return it as soon as possible.”

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