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."

I took your temperature just now. It's 101.3°F. I'll make you some soup, and I've

"Okay."

Sophie settled her mind.

was truly about her life after death in

that the person who had taken all the Type A blood from the

of Nichole removing the ring from Sophie's finger in the morgue

Could it be...

Nichole?

off the covers

gentle in the morning light. He was focused on making

life, James had never cooked for her. Who could expect a man who didn't love

it," Sophie

of bed? Go

"Your phone kept ringing

Sophie handed the

missed calls on the phone, and James realized the seriousness of the

had already turned off the stove, saying, "Soup should be simmered on low heat, or it will

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