Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 37

“Let’s end the treatment here for today. Put a nightgown on her,” said Oliver.

Amanda nodded, gently removing the needles from Sophia’s chest. She then fetched a men’s nightshirt from the shelf and dressed Sophia. As the left, she looked back at the indifferent back by the window and hesitated before saying, “Mr. Clark, she’s quite pitiable. Be kind to her, will you?”

Oliver sincered. Kindness wasn’t something he afforded to the Wilson family. If Jason’s heart wasn’t with Sophia, then all was well. But if she was indeed Jason’s weak spot, Oliver wouldn’t hesitate to make Jason’s life a living hell using Sophia.

“Amanda, you’re overstepping.” he said coolly.

With a helpless smile, Amanda respectfully withdrew.

The room fell silent. Oliver turned and walked to the bedside, looking down at the gaunt–faced woman lying there. For some reason, she seemed familiar, as though he’d seen her somewhere before. He admitted Sophia was pitiable; entrapped by a jerk like Jason and desperately in love, she was destined to live in turmoil.

with bodyguards. Should we stop them?” The voice of a bodyguard came from outside, interrupting

pretend to stop them and that’ll do,” he said before gently touching Sophia’s

as Jason barged in, fury written all over his face. “Hands off

if I don’t! Are you planning to divorce her and let us be?” he teased with a raised eyebrow.

a man’s nightshirt, looking all worn out as if she’d been overindulged

fists in suppressed rage. “Mr. Clark, it seems your taste is quite average. She’s a worn–out plaything I’ve toyed with for four years, and yet you’re all too keen to keep her by your side. Doesn’t that disgust

nose. “Well, I’ve found the experience

years of marriage, he’d never contemplated storming into another man’s house to catch

you just let

already have a mistress and an illegitimate child outside, why

pallid face, and he sneered. “She indeed means little to me, if you want her, I might consider giving

worth in return”

to the cold–hearted exchange between the two men. The pain was so intense it spread through