When She Rose From the Ashes (Natalie and Jensen) novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132 The Possibility of Blood Ties

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Ruby’s expression had steadied, so Baron spoke calmly. “Mrs. Stone, Natalie is the one who received your skin donation. She was badly burned in a fire, had graft surgery not long ago, and like you, she needs rest. If you cooperate with your treatment, I’ll let her come sit with you every morning. But if you don’t, then I won’t allow it.”

Ruby immediately straightened, blurting out, “I’ll cooperate. I’ll be active with treatment, I promise.”

“Good. Then, Mrs. Stone, we’ll see you tomorrow.”

Baron took Natalie’s hand and led her away.

Natalie was surprised to find that she didn’t dislike his overbearing tone. His palm was dry and

and that warmth seemed to seep through her skin and settle deep in her chest.

warm,

“Mrs. Stone really is pitiful,” Natalie murmured.

Baron gave a faint smile. “Haven’t you ever thought you might actually be her daughter?”

“How is that possible?” Natalie cut him off at once.

“I asked Mr. Stone. He said Mrs. Stone fell asleep while feeding her baby, and the child suffocated. If you really were that daughter, how would you still be alive?”

Natalie shook her head. “Exactly. If I were her child, I’d have been gone already.”

“Not necessarily.” Baron’s words made her falter.

“What do

you

mean?”

He leaned in slightly. “Newborns all look nearly the same at three days old. How could anyone tell? If you want to know the truth, a DNA test would answer it.”

Natalie frowned. “That doesn’t seem right. Mrs. Stone mistook me because of her grief. If I went to them with a DNA test, wouldn’t people think I was mad?”

Baron hesitated, then said, “The Stone father and son already took your hair sample. They’re running a test. In about three days, we’ll have an answer.”

“What?” Natalie stared in shock.

He explained how Flynn had pulled a few strands from her hair while she was absorbed in

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drawing.

“Are you angry?”

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“No.” Natalie shook her head. “All the skin on my body came from the Stone family. If my presence can help Mrs. Stone heal, then I’ll count it as repaying kindness. It’s only a strand of hair. If they want to test, let them test.”

She was calm about it, but Baron disliked her resignation. His woman should be cherished by family, adored by her husband, and loved by her children–not simply resigned to whatever fate handed her.

He pulled out documents he’d already had investigated and set them before her. “Look. More than twenty years ago, Mrs. Stone and Mrs. Summers gave birth at the same hospital.”

“What?” Natalie froze. How could it be such a coincidence?

Her eyes widened in disbelief. Baron nodded. “Strange, isn’t it? That’s why it needs checking. Back then, Sharon and you were switched. Sharon was taken home by a rural family, but blood tests later showed you weren’t theirs either. So what if there was a third mix–up that day? If so, then the Stone family may well be your true parents.”

His reasoning was sharp and clear, but Natalie’s emotions tangled. “Do you really think it was a switch at birth?”

“It’s possible. But we won’t know until the results come back. Once we have them, the truth will follow.”

Natalie’s lips curved faintly. “Thank you, Baron. If it were just me, I’d never think of all this. But with you… things are clearer.”

He chuckled. “You’re only going to thank me with words? Shouldn’t you show it?”

“I’ll design you a pair of cufflinks.”

“That doesn’t count–you owed me those already.” He scowled in mock displeasure.

Natalie furrowed her brows, uncertain what else she could offer. Baron tapped his cheek with a smirk. “Then give me a kiss.”

“Get lost!” She shot him a glare and walked off, but the corners of her mouth tilted upward, and the faint red at her earlobes betrayed her flustered heart.

Baron followed with easy patience, not the least bit offended.

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Back in the ward, however, the air was no longer peaceful. Ruby’s face had hardened, her eyes narrowed, thoughts buried deep within them.

Waylon and Flynn exchanged uneasy glances.

“Ruby, what are you thinking?” Waylon finally asked.

Ruby’s voice was firm, unshakable. “She is our daughter.”