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 mind.

recalling her dream. If that was truly about her life after death in a past life, then why had James

person who had taken all the Type A blood from the

of Nichole removing the ring from Sophie’s

Could it be…

Nichole?

threw off the covers and went

especially gentle in the morning light. He was focused on making the soup, each movement showing his inexperience and awkwardness. Sophie’s gaze involuntarily fell on James‘ back.

cooked for her. Who could expect a man who didn’t

it,” Sophie

nd rest.

of

to James, saying. “Your phone kept ringing just

this, Sophie handed the phone

missed

James realized the seriousness of the

should be simmered on low

order takeout.” As James said this, he called

a spoonful. The soup

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