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.

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

all the Type A blood

from Sophie’s finger in

Could it be…

Nichole?

immediately threw off the covers and went downstairs.

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

had never cooked for her. Who could expect a

me do it,” Sophie said

nd rest.

you get out of bed? Go back and

from the nightstand to James, saying. “Your phone kept ringing just now. It must

the phone to James.

were so many missed calls

the seriousness of

stove, saying. ‘Soup should be simmered

eat this. I order takeout.” As James said this, he called

laugh. She tasted a spoonful. The soup was bitter. Sophie

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