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.”

settled her

about her life after death in a past life, then why had James spoken of

all the Type A blood from the hospital wasn’t James,

from Sophie’s finger in the morgue flashed

Could it be…

Nichole?

off the

was focused on making the soup, each

her past life, James had never cooked for her. Who could expect a man who didn’t

me do it,” Sophie said softly

nd rest.

you get out of bed? Go

phone kept ringing just now.

handed the phone to

so many missed calls on 1

the seriousness of the

off the stove, saying. ‘Soup should be

this. I order takeout.” As James said

and let out a light laugh. She tasted a spoonful. The soup was bitter. Sophie

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