Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 35

The cold wind whistled past her ears, a strong sensation of weightlessness overcoming her as she instinctively reached out to grab something in the void, but there was nothing to grasp.

The steps were so high that even a healthy person could be gravely injured from a fall, let alone someone as frail and close to death as her.

A bitter smile spread across her lips as she resignedly closed her eyes. ‘Fate is indeed cruel, denying me even these last moments. It looks like I have to leave this world with regrets and resentment, she thought.

However, just as she was about to hit the ground, a tall figure burst from the donation facility, reached her at the top of the steps in a flash, and barely caught her waving arm in mid–air. The next second, Sophia fell into a broad embrace. A familiar scent enveloped her; before she could even

open

instinct was to

the man’s deep voice commanded from above, resounding with an

couldn’t figure out how he appeared time and again

over her pale face. Noticing she looked worse, he frowned and thought, “She seemed to be recovering when she left the villa, didn’t she? How did she end up looking like this again

you so worn out, and here you are, having to sort out your own affairs for after you’re

struggled out of his hold and took several steps back, eyeing him warily. “Mr. Clark, I’ve told you before. We can’t work together. I hope you stop coming to me and we don’t bother

wall before saying in a lazy tone, “Who said I’m following you? I’m here to look for someone. I just happened to see you. With that, he leaned in slowly, the heat from his

dead bodies. What person could you be looking for?” She felt Oliver was approaching her with a hidden purpose, seeking to gain something from her.

hesitated, swallowing his words. He couldn’t reveal too much about the task entrusted to him in Clumond City

so. But since we’ve met now, you should come with me to the doctor for treatment,” said

him away forcefully and headed toward the stairs. She was moving too fast and collided with a burly man who pushed hard against her left shoulder, pulling her old heart wound. Overwhelmed with sharp pain, she stumbled backward, coughing as blood trickled from the