Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 31

Sophia pondered. The birth control pill in this milk can’t hann me anymore. I just don’t want to be deceived by him. I used to see it as a caring gesture when he brought me a glass of milk after we had intercourse. Now that I know the truth, I realize how foolish I was

His seemingly caring behavior always carries a hidden motive. He gave me poison. Why did I mistake it for a sweet treat?

The deed is done. The only thing I can be grateful for is that I managed to refrain from telling him about my pregnancy. I have no idea what kind of humiliation and torture awaited me once he discovers T’m pregnant.”

As Sophia drifted into her thoughts, Jason moved toward the bed. He frowned slightly upon noticing that Sophia was not as cooperative as usual. “Don’t just sit there sulking. You haven’t eaten all day, and your stomach must be empty. Hurry up and drink this milk.”

Sophia released a soft chuckle as her gaze landed on the wedding ring on her finger.

She thought, ‘Happiness and sweetness always used to blossom in my heart whenever I glanced at the ring, the symbol of marriage. But looking at it again today, it’s just funny and ironic.

Sophia twiddled with the ring using her fingertips, finding it loose and flimsy, possibly slipping off with the slightest shake. It did not fit her finger at

all

being at our wedding and just went through the motions.

silently enduring the mocks and sarcasm from the guests. I was the laughingstock of

and asked Jason to buy a pair

he was oblivious to my size and didn’t bother putting in any effort to find out. So, he casually instructed his

tried it on, I realized it was

that I convinced myself to wear the ring regardless

ill-fitting ring. It was a mismatch from the beginning. I deceived myself into believing we shared deep feelings for

drinking this milk. Take it away”

Sophia was sulking, so he violently reached out and grabbed her

despised the sensation of losing control, particularly after discovering the connection between Sophia and Oliver, which only fueled his growing restlessness

Sophia was the one who fell in love first, placing her in a vulnerable position

accept that Sophia, who had been in the subordinate position in their relationship, was

from his hold.

“Open your mouth. Drink it.” He pressed the cup against Sophia’s lips, attempting to pour the milk through the small gap