Chapter 565

Suddenly, Sophie opened her eyes, breaking out in a cold sweat.

James was beside her, wringing out a damp towel. He turned to see Sophie awake and asked, “Do you want to eat something?”

Sophie’s heart filled with greater terror at the sight of James, and she instinctively stepped back, a movement James noticed.

“Did you have a nightmare?”

It was a nightmare, indeed. In her dream, Sophie felt as though she had returned to a past life. She was a ghost in a world where she had already died!

When she saw her own gravestone, the agony of dying on the operating table seemed to sweep through her body once again.

“James, I… Sophie attempted to speak, but James cut her off with a look.

He frowned and silently reminded Sophie with his eyes. There. Are. Cameras

Sophie tried calming her emotions, managing a weak smile, saying, “Yeah, it was a nightmare.”

“You have a fever. I took your temperature just now It’s 101,3°F. I’ll make you some soup, and I’ve left the medicine on the table.”

“Okay.”

her mind.

her life after death

taken all the Type A

from Sophie’s finger in the

Could it be…

Nichole?

off the covers and

was especially gentle in the morning light. He was focused on making the soup, each movement showing

could expect

do it,”

nd rest.

out of bed?

saying. “Your phone kept ringing just now.

this, Sophie handed the

missed calls on

James realized the seriousness of the

already turned off the stove, saying. ‘Soup should be simmered on low heat,

I order takeout.” As

at the soup, which had almost tumed into porridge, and let out a light laugh. She tasted a spoonful. The soup was bitter. Sophie made a pained expression.

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