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.

pondered, ‘What I despise most is when Sophia acts as if nothing is affecting

she? How could she turn my life upside

“Speak. How did you get these hickeys? Have you already

red. She struggled to speak. “A kidnapper stabbed me in the heart five years ago. Now it’s so weakened that

waiting for Sophia to finish her words, causing her jaw to ache. Shattering pain struck, leaving Sophia’s throat constricted, preventing her from uttering the unfinished words.

happened back then, but he didn’t give me a chance. Perhaps we’re destined to misunderstand and torment each other until the end of

Sophia’s chin while the other pressed heavily on the bruise

eyes.

to say you, instead of Ada, saved me five years ago? Sophia, where’s your dignity? The scars on Ada’s body are real. And these? These are the dirty hickeys from

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

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 move back then, would I make the right move after that and become the

throat. She tightly pursed her lips to prevent the blood from spilling

attributed it to her