Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 91 Sophia did not struggle. She looked at him with sorrow and let him have his way.

The deeper they were entangled, the deeper they fell.

She only wanted to do two things in her remaining days. One was to let that vicious woman Ada receive the punishment she deserved. The other was to drag this man who had hurt her to hell.

If God took pity on her and allowed her to fulfill these two wishes, she believed she would be able to die in peace.

Jason did not spend much tgetting intimate with Sophia. After hastily finishing his business, he quickly cleaned himself up and left the room.

Sophia felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She struggled to prop up her arms and sit. With difficulty, she reached out to pick up her rain- soaked coat and took out a bottle from the pocket of the coat.

It contained the anti-miscarriage medicine that Amanda had prepared for her. It worked quite effectively.

She did not want to helplessly watch her child flow out of her body. The pain of losing a daughter was something she had experienced once in her life, and once was enough.

As for the fate of the fetus in her womb, it would depend on when her life cto an end.

Before she died, she would do everything in her power to protect the fetus. She had prayed hard for two years to conceive. To her, this fetus was very precious.

After swallowing the pill, she slowly shifted her gaze to the floor-to-ceiling window not far away.

A beam of strong light shone in from outside, and chaotic and noisy voices cin through the cracks in the window.

It seemed that many people had gathered downstairs, looking for something. She had a faint guess in her mind.

She thought, 'It's just a dusty ring left in a corner. It's so cheap to the point of being worthless. Why would he go to such lengths to send people searching for it? Even if they find it, what difference would it make? The lady's ring has already been flushed down the sewer by me. Does he really want to order people to dig three feet into the ground?" After lying on the bed for a moment and waiting for the pain in her abdomen to slowly fade away, she rolled over, got out of bed, and walked toward the windowsill.

The rain outside had not stopped. Through the hazy fog, she could vaguely see several figures flashing by the garden pond. One of them was especially conspicuous He stood there quietly holding an umbrella, his upper body en in the darkness, making it impossible to see his face.

Despite the heavy rain curtain between them, she could still sense the cold aura emanating from him.

He was clearly a heartless man, yet an obsession grew within him. Just that alone could render him irredeemable.

She did not know if he found the ring subsequently. The moment the agonizing sensation of tearing spread throughout her body, she blacked out and collapsed on the ground.

INSTALL Chapter 91 By the tshe woke up again, the sky was already bright, and she found herself back in bed.

"Dr. Diaz clast night. She said you had caught a chill and your body was weak, causing you to faint. Don't get up. I'll have them cupstairs later to take care of the paperwork." Jason's voice cfrom the dressing room, sounding somewhat cold and deep, with a strong nasal tone. He must have caught a cold last night.

Ignoring his words, Sophia propped herself up with her elbows and sat up before rolling over to get off the bed. A wave of dizziness hit her, and she staggered forward. Suddenly, an arm extended around her waist and pulled her into an embrace.

She instinctively struggled to break free.

"Don't move," Jason growled softly in her ear, his voice hoarse.

It had been a long tsince he hugged her like this. Memories of their tender moments flooded his mind, and his arms gradually tightened around her waist.

It had to be said that this woman had indeed affected his emotions. She was not as insignificant as he claimed on the surface.

After four years of marriage, she had permeated his life, leaving a profound imprint on his world.

"Sophia, can we go back to how things were before?" Jason said. "Let's forget about Ada and the unpleasant things that happened during this period. Let everything return to the beginning." Sophia slowly stopped resisting and looked straight into his eyes. She enunciated each word as she said, "I'll say it again. If you wantto turn back, get rid of the bastard in that woman's womb first."" Jason suddenly let go of her. The gentleness on his face was instantly replaced by coldness.

"Then don't ever turn back," he said. "Get dressed and go out to handle the divorce agreement." Chapter 91 Sophia did not struggle. She looked at him with sorrow and let him have his way.

The deeper they were entangled, the deeper they fell.

She only wanted to do two things in her remaining days. One was to let ΟΠ that vicious woman Ada receive the punishment she deserved. The other was to drag this man who had hurt her to hell.

If God took pity on her and allowed her to fulfill these two wishes, shel believed she would be able to die in peace.

Jason did not spend much tgetting intimate with Sophia. After y Sophia.

hastily finishing his business, he quickly cleaned himself up and left the room.

Sophia felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She struggled to prop up her arms and sit. With difficulty, she reached out to pick up her rain- soaked coat and took out a bottle from the pocket of the coat.

It contained the anti-miscarriage medicine that Amanda had prepared for her. It worked quite effectively.

She did not want to helplessly watch her child flow out of her body. The pain of losing a daughter was something she had experienced once In her life, and once was enough.

As for the fate of the fetus in her womb, it would depend on when her life cto an end. Before she died, she would do everything in her power to protect the fetus. She had prayed hard for two years to conceive. To her, this fetus was very precious.

After swallowing the pill, she slowly shifted her gaze to the floor-to-ceiling window not far away.

A beam of strong light shone in from outside, and chaotic and noisy voices cin through the cracks in the window.

It seemed that many people had gathered downstairs, looking for something. She had a faint guess in her mind.

She thought, "It's just a dusty ring left in a corner. It's so cheap to the point of being worthless. Why would he go to such lengths to send people searching for it? Even if they find it, what difference would it make? The lady's ring has already been flushed down the sewer by me. Does he really want to order people to dig three feet into the ground?' After lying on the bed for a moment and waiting for the pain in her abdomen to slowly fade away, she rolled over, got out of bed, and walked toward the windowsill.

The rain outside had not stopped. Through the hazy fog, she could vaguely see several figures flashing by the garden pond. One of them was especially conspicuous.

He stood there quietly holding an umbrella, his upper body hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see his face.

Despite the heavy rain curtain between them, she could still sense the cold aura emanating from him.

He was clearly a heartless man, yet an obsession grew within him. Just that alone could render him inredeemable.

She did not know if he found the ring subsequently. The moment the agonizing sensation of tearing spread throughout her body, she blacked out and collapsed on the ground.