Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

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.

James had left, she kept recalling her dream. If that was truly about her life after death in a past life,

be that the person who had taken all the Type A blood from the hospital wasn’t

of Nichole removing the ring from Sophie’s finger

Could it be…

Nichole?

the covers and

James‘ figure was 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‘

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

do it,” Sophie

nd rest.

of bed?

nightstand to James, saying. “Your phone kept ringing

Sophie handed the phone to

were so many missed

phone, and James realized the seriousness of the situation.

turned off the stove, saying. ‘Soup should be simmered

order takeout.” As James

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. Fortunately, she hadn’t tasted this in her past life.