Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 6

Sophia forced a bitter smile as she glanced through the car window, only to find the brightly lit house. All she could think about was how pitiful her daughter was, lying alone in the cold, eerie cemetery, waiting for her father’s visit, which never came.

“Alright, thank you. It’s a private residential area, so getting a taxi here won’t be easy. You can take my car and leave, and Il arrange for someone to pick it up from the cemetery tomorrow,” Sophia said to the man. Alter giving him instructions, she pushed open the car door and stepped out.

‘Since Ada dared to confront me head–on, I shouldn’t continue hiding like a turtle, Sophia thought, determined. “I’m already on my deathbed, so why should I be afraid to face their profound affection?‘

“Isn’t there a saying that women may be weak, but mothers are strong?” Sophia muttered to herself. Having endured the heartache of her daughter lying alone in the cemetery, longing for her father, Sophia felt there was nothing left in this world that could break her.

As she stepped into the courtyard, a young maid approached her with a warm smile. The maid introduced herself and informed her that the house’s mistress had sent her to welcome her.

Sophia chuckled at the thought, ‘A shameless, dirty homewrecker dares to act like the mistress in me and my husband’s shared property?‘

After a momentary pause, Sophia strode past the maid and entered the living room. “Oh, Sophia,” Ada’s voice rang out, dripping with sarcasm. “Have you mastered the art of confronting the woman who intruded upon your marriage? Are you here to tear me apart?”

tone, disdainful demeanor, and haughty posture, all devoid of the slightest trace of shame or embarrassment typical of a woman involved in infidelity.

refinement was never her strong

name. Along with the illegitimate child you carry, you will be like a rat scurrying in the streets, pursued by all,” Sophia stated firmly, hoping

shot up from her seat, her voice piercing the air as she lashed out at Sophia, “You bitch, who do you think you are to judge me? If it

enunciating each word as she spoke, “I interfered? Five years ago, I was stabbed and gravely wounded while trying to save him. I was sent abroad for treatment. You took advantage of the situation, stealing my credit for saving him and making him fall in love with

want to relive that painful past,

fate. Jason should have loved Sophia,

in close to whisper in her ear, “So what? Who

am. I stabbed myself with a knife to create this gruesome scar, making Jason believe without a doubt that I was the one who saved him.” With that, Ada suddenly opened her shirt, revealing, the winding scar on

how good my acting skills are? The whole world thought I had saved Jason. With that debt of gratitude, Jason wouldn’t

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Chapter 6

I killed you now.”

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her vision. She thought she didn’t care about those past misfortunes deliberately orchestrated by fate. But now, it felt like Ada had