Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 565

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."

now. It's 101.3°F. I'll make you some soup, and

"Okay."

Sophie settled her mind.

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

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

the ring from Sophie's

Could it be...

Nichole?

the covers and

the morning light. He was focused on making

never cooked for her. Who could expect a man who didn't

it," Sophie said

did you get out of bed? Go back

from the nightstand to James, saying, "Your phone kept ringing just

Sophie handed the phone to

so many missed calls on the phone, and James realized the seriousness

saying, "Soup should be simmered

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