Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 10

Sophia clenched the bedsheet tightly in her fists. She couldn’t shake off the suspicion that this cunning old fox, even more treacherous than Jason, had ulterior motives behind his sudden act of kindness. People always said there’s no merchant without guile, a phrase that seemed tailor–made for him.

“This is a family matter between Jason and me, so there’s no need for Mr. Clark to intervene,” Sophia stated calmly.

Oliver stood upright slowly, his posture exuding confidence and dominance. Raising an eyebrow, he spoke with a hint of persuasion. “You’ll reconsider. Perhaps… you might entertain the idea of joining forces with me to destroy the Wilson Group.”

Sophia turned away, gazing out the window, and pointedly ignored him.

Memories of Jason’s grandmother, Alison Wilson, flooded Sophia’s mind, and she remembered how kindly Alison had treated her. Despite the current situation, Sophia took it that her relationship with Jason hadn’t reached a point of irreconcilable differences. If it came to it, a peaceful separation would honor the respect and love they once shared.

Observing her silence, Oliver chuckled casually. “While Jason is next door with his old flame, you, his lawful wife, are left alone. I maintain my stance. You will come around.”

remained silent as she

seek advice on divorce proceedings. By the time she returned home, it was

Sophia entered the living room. “Where were you last night? You vanished, and your phone was unreachable, he questioned.

forced a strained smile. The bruise from last night’s slap still lingered, sending a

trembled

Sophia didn’t let him finish. Instead, she walked directly to the sofa, sat down, and retrieved a document from her handbag. “These are our divorce papers.

anticipated Sophia initiating a divorce. “Didn’t she love me enough to do anything for me?‘ he pondered. ‘Didn’t she scheme to marry me

Think it over carefully,” Jason advised.

placed it before him, pen at the ready. Jason’s eyes widened as he saw that Sophia

paper, and when he saw the date written on it, a flicker of recognition passed through his mind, “December 21st?‘ The

as Jason was about to delve deeper into his thoughts, “Sign it. Let’s part on good

Chapter 10

the date on the papers for another two seconds before he turned to face