Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 26

Sophia thought. What hickeys?‘ Stunned, she ceased struggling and followed Jason’s gaze downward.

She subconsciously frowned upon seeing the red marks on her smooth skin. She reflected, ‘Oliver’s personal physician left these marks during a therapy session

Sophia had been passing out frequently lately. Therapies were her only lifeline until she could secure a suitable heart for replacement.

She planned to give up treatment. However, Oliver threatened that if she refused treatment, he would divulge everything to Luna and leave Luna to persuade her.

She had no choice but to obey Oliver’s orders because she didn’t want Luna to find out about her health situation.

Sophia thought, ‘I didn’t expect Jason to interpret these marks as proof that I was cheating on him. How funny is that? I suffered a severe heart injury trying to save him, and now he’s rubbing salt in my wound.”

Jason noticed that Sophia stared at those marks without saying anything. He took her silence as a confession. A humiliating feeling of betrayal welled up within him.

He grabbed Sophia’s chin and pinched it. A satisfied smile appeared on his face after he saw her painful look.

is when Sophia acts as if nothing is affecting her. It’s as if I’m the only one struggling in this

she turn my life upside down

these hickeys?

exasperated expression, her eyes turning red. She struggled to speak. “A kidnapper stabbed me in the heart five

tightened his grip without waiting for Sophia to finish her words, causing her jaw to ache. Shattering pain struck, leaving Sophia’s throat constricted,

“This was the first time I had mustered the courage to mention what happened back then, but he didn’t give me a chance. Perhaps we’re destined to misunderstand and torment each

the other pressed heavily on the bruise on her left breast. Madness

eyes.

years ago? Sophia, where’s your dignity? The scars on Ada’s body are real. And these? These are the dirty hickeys from

in tatters. It could not endure Jason’s forceful rubbing. With each added pressure, Sophia felt as though millions of sharp blades were mercilessly stabbing into her heart, causing her

appears seemingly intact, but thousands of holes are inside. What’s the point of arguing with him? Why did I bother so much to eliminate the scars? if i did the right

felt a rush of blood in her throat. She tightly pursed her lips

and tightness in Sophia’s body, but he attributed it to