Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 7

Sophia’s unease deepened as she found herself trapped in Ada’s unsettling grin, and a feeling of foreboding crept over her like a shadow. What could this woman possibly mean?” she wondered, her mind racing with apprehension.

Before Sophia could voice her query, Ada sighed and softly said, “Your baby, it shouldn’t have met its end.”

The words hit Sophia like a physical blow. Her eyes widened in shock, and she staggered backward, her world momentarily tipping off balance.

“What does she mean by that? Could it be… A dreadful realization clawed its way into Sophia’s mind, a surge of emotions threatening to overwhelm her, leaving her gasping for air,

Sophia fought to control the rising tide of panic, her jaw clenching as she fixed Ada with a fierce glare, her voice trembling as she demanded, “Did you manipulate the doctor into falsifying my pregnancy test results? Did you orchestrate the loss of my child and the damage to my body?”

Ada’s smirk twisted into a cruel sneer, her words dripping with malice as she taunted, “Isn’t the plan a stroke of genius? Now, you won’t be able to conceive Jason’s child.”

“You wicked woman!” Sophia’s voice thundered as her hand instinctively lashed out, the sound of her slap echoing through the spacious

room.

Ada collapsed to the ground like a puppet with severed strings. “Oh, my stomach… it hurts so much!” she cried out, clutching her abdomen and writhing in pain.

her mind struggling to comprehend her own actions. Only

“Please come in and check on Miss Ada quickly. Miss Sophia struck her, and it seemed quite

I

ignored the maid’s words and walked toward Ada, who lay on the floor. With each step, his anger seemed to crystallize the air, sending a shiver through

as Jason approached. “Jason, my

carpet now bore

about the unborn child, he couldn’t stand by while Sophia inflicted harm

baby will be fine. Please, don’t cry,” Jason assured

her sobs mingling with accusations. “Sophia’s slap was brutal. I hit the ground hard, Jason. My chest…

coldly. “You knew she was pregnant, and her heart was fragile

the furious man. Words hovered on

escaping. She yearned to

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the truth about the miscarriage two years prior,

of her own pregnancy and that her time was