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Chapter 182 Scandal Exposed
Chapter 182 Scandal Exposed
“Ah-are you trying to murder your husband?”
Baron fell tically against Natalie’s shoulder, blocking her view on purpose.
Natalie was speechless, but she gave in and let him.
Her ears, however, still caught every sound.
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When the reporters burst through the door and saw Sharon entangled with a beggar, they gasped before
frantically snapping photos.
Then someone shouted,
“Wait-isn’t that Mr. Jensen’s wife, Sharon? What's going on?”
“What? Mr. Jensen’s secret wife?”
“But Mr. Jensen is still downstairs! Isn't this too much?”
The scene hit them like a bombshell.
Downstairs, Jensen froze when he heard his name. The reporters around him went silent.
In that silence, the voices upstairs carried clearly-reporters whispering, Sharon moaning, the beggar grunting.
Jensen’s expression darkened.
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That voice... was Sharon's?
What was she doing here?
And who was she with?
His chest burned, his head filled with a suffocating green haze.
The pitying looks around him nearly made him faint with rage.
“Out of my way!”
His eyes bloodshot, Jensen shoved reporters aside and stormed toward the stairs.
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The crowd parted instinctively.
The silence made Sharon's cries upstairs even more unbearable.
“My little beauty, you're so sweet. Another kiss.”
The beggar’s lustful tone rang in Jensen's ears, driving his blood to boil.
At that moment, he truly wanted to kill.
Natalie could only imagine what had been slipped into Sharon's drink-strong enough that even the commotion
hadn’t broken through. They were still going at it like no one else existed. That drug was potent.
If it had been her, this would have been her ruin.
Her eyes flashed with cold killing intent.
Jensen stormed into the room. He froze at the sight: Sharon straddling the beggar, the rose tattoo on her waist
swaying with every motion-once alluring, now like a dagger stabbing his
eyes.
“Sharon!”
His roar split the air. In one stride he was on her, grabbing her shoulder and slapping her hard across the face.
“Ah!”
The slap sent Sharon sprawling, and the shock jolted her back to awareness.
She screamed at the scene before her.
“Shut up! Haven't you shamedenough?”
Jensen yanked off his jacket and threw it over her.
“Put it on!”
His eyes burned red with fury.
Then he turned and unleashed his fists on the beggar.
“Murder! Help!”
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The beggar finally sobered, screaming in pain, but Jensen was like a lion gone mad, venting every ounce of rage
with his blows.
Sharon scrambled into Jensen's coat, her body trembling.
How had this happened?
Why was she here?
Why was she with a beggar?
Wasn't this supposed to be Natalie’s humiliation?
Her memory stopped at the moment she was knocked unconscious.
Who had set her up?
Her eyes darted around—and landed on Natalie.
At that moment, Baron lifted his hand from Natalie's eyes, letting her see. After all, the worse Sharon looked, the
happier his wife would be. Sthings had to be witnessed in
person.
Sharon's eyes went wide.
She caught the cold indifference in Natalie's gaze-the mockery, the disdain.
“Natalie! It was you, wasn't it?”
She lunged toward her in a frenzy, but Baron's kick sent her sprawling back.
“What madness are you spouting?”
Jensen froze the moment Sharon shouted Natalie’s name. His fists halted mid-swing as he turned slowly.
And there she was-Natalie, standing in the crowd, sheltered in Baron's arms.
Her eyes were detached, as if she didn’t know them at all. But the naked mockery in her gaze was like a sword,
cutting straight into Jensen's heart.
For the first time, he felt utterly humiliated.
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