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.

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

motionless on the floor. Though the pain in her abdomen had eased, the ache in her heart persisted. She struggled to rise,

dwindling with each step. Eventually, her strength failed her,

she whispered

behind his back, silently gazing at the urban night scene outside the windows. The man’s stern brows were shrouded

scene at the villa played out in Jason’s mind once again. Suddenly, he felt his heart tighten, and his hand

her for manipulating his grandmother into pressuring him into marriage, the years of marriage were frank and affectionate, even if loveless. He pondered,

she’s showing signs of miscarriage. We need to be careful in

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betrayal and wounds in return. Even my innocent children were implicated. I will

floor. Her eyes devoid of life,

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

warned, his tone dripping with venom. “Because if anything happens to them, you’ll spend the rest of your

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