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.

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

that the person who had taken all the Type A blood

Nichole removing the ring from Sophie’s finger in the morgue flashed

Could it be…

Nichole?

the covers and

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

James had never cooked for her. Who could expect a man who

do it,” Sophie

nd rest.

you get out of bed? Go

brought the smartphone from the nightstand to James, saying. “Your phone kept ringing just now. It must have been Colt calling.

handed the

were so many missed calls on

realized the seriousness of the

‘Soup should be simmered on

not eat this. I order takeout.” As James said this,

let out a light laugh. She tasted a spoonful. The soup was bitter. Sophie made a pained expression.

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