Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 8

At that moment, Jason should have approached Sophia to check on her and offer an apology, yet his pride as a man held him back.

“Jason, my stomach and my heart, they hurt so much,” Ada’s feeble plea came from behind, stirring compassion in Jason. After all, in his mind, she was the woman who had bravely shielded him from a knife attack five years ago, and now she was carrying his child. Failing to protect her would be morally unacceptable.

“Do you realize your mistake?” Jason said coldly.

‘Mistake?‘ Sophia smiled bitterly. “My greatest mistake was allowing myself to fall in love with you. My love for you for eight years remained steadfast, only to be met with betrayal and wounds in return. Even my innocent children were implicated. I will always carry these lessons. learned through pain and tears with me,‘ she reflected, her thoughts consumed by the man standing before her.

Pushing herself up slowly, she sat upright on the floor. Her eyes devoid of life, she repeated hoarsely, “She deserves it!”

Jason felt his temples throb as fury surged within him, clouding his judgment. Giving in to rage, he raised his foot and delivered a vicious kick to Sophia’s left shoulder. Her heart, already fragile, struggled to withstand the force of his blow, and she collapsed to the ground once more. Waves of nausea swept over her as blood surged into her throat.

“You better pray that Ada and the baby are unharmed,” Jason warned, his tone dripping with venom. “Because if anything happens to them, you’ll spend the rest of your life paying for it,” he hissed.

The man’s cold and stern voice echoed from above her, compelling Sophia to swallow back the blood rising in her mouth. “It’s time for me to let go,” she thought, feeling the last embers of affection in her heart extinguishing.

Ada observed Sophia’s despairing expression with satisfaction. ‘I’ve won again,” she thought, a malicious smirk creeping onto her lips.

pristine white carpet, silently wishing for a miscarriage. Finally, she had achieved her objective of ridding herself of the time bomb. ‘Keeping

ache in her heart persisted. She struggled to rise, a silent smile playing on her lips as she

with each step.

she whispered

with his hands behind his back, silently gazing at the urban night scene outside the windows. The man’s stern brows were shrouded in layers of darkness, and his deep black eyes were as

his heart tighten, and his hand gradually clenched into a fist. He couldn’t understand why he had laid

pressuring him into marriage, the years of marriage were frank and affectionate, even if loveless. He pondered, ‘That

Wilson, Miss Ada’s condition is stable now, but she’s showing signs of miscarriage. We need to be careful in the future,”

Chapter 8

and offer an apology, yet his pride

came from behind, stirring compassion in Jason. After all, in his mind, she was the woman who had bravely shielded him from a knife attack five years

mistake” Jason said

met with betrayal and wounds in return. Even my innocent children were implicated. I will always carry these lessons Teamed through pain and tears with me, the reflected, her thoughts consumed by the

slowly, she sat upright on the floor. Her eyes devoid of life, the repeated hoarsely, “She deserves in

vicious kick to Sophia’s left shoulder. Her heart, already fragile, struggled

warned, his tone dripping with venom. “Because if anything happens to

swallow back the blood rising in her mouth. ‘It’s time for me to let go, she thought, feeling the last embers of affection