Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 29

As a doctor, she knew she shouldn’t let personal gain cloud her judgment. Yet, in this harsh reality, she had no other choice. If she didn’t go with the Now, she wouldn’t even know what hit her.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Wilson. Mrs. Sophia is just on her period, nothing together,” Hannah said.

hing serious.

But she’s a bit frail right now. You’ve gotta case up on her when you’re

That last bit she shouldn’t have said, but out of guilt, she felt compelled to give a heads–up, hoping it would spare Sophia some grief.

Jason didn’t suspect a thing. He slowly got up from the sofa and asked, “Is she awake yet?”

yet, but soon,” replied Hannah.

“Not yet.

chill–like. If Sophia really didn’t want to raise Ada’s baby, he wouldn’t force her. Anyway, the baby could just as well be raised by his

him, anxious. “Mr. Jason, Miss Ada’s heart condition has flared up again. The doctor says it’s because of the stress from falling into the water earlier today, and her situation is critical. They’re trying to save

hearing about Ada’s heart trouble, Jason immediately turned

made her look less pale. Struggling to sit up, she instinctively looked down and noticed she was wearing a nightgown loosely open at the neck. Her delicate skin was covered in marks, and a wave of humiliation

blacking out, Sophia quickly lifted the covers to check herself. A dull pain hummed in her belly, and

after taking her to the doctor. But it seemed he was unaware. Did he just leave me in this room without checking on me? Could he be that heartless?‘ After pondering for a

call to check in, whether she returned that night or not. It was late now, and if she didn’t call back, Luna would probably

hesitation, she still got out of bed. As soon as her feet hit the floor, a sharp pain ripped through her, all from Jason’s ruthless indulgence. Clenching her fists

corridor was silent at this late hour. She walked along, supporting herself against the wall, when she heard Ada’s seductive voice. “Jason, my heart is getting weaker. Do you think I’ll

bed, back to the door, cradling Ada in one