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.

broken in with bodyguards. Should we stop them?” The voice of a bodyguard

too seriously. Just pretend to

Jason barged in, fury

fingers down Sophia’s pale face. “What if I don’t! Are you planning to divorce her and let us be?” he teased with a raised eyebrow. He deliberately laced his words with ambiguity,

a man’s nightshirt, looking all worn out

She’s a worn–out plaything I’ve toyed with for four years, and yet you’re all too keen to keep

“Well, I’ve found the experience

storming into another man’s house to catch a cheater. His suppressed

you just let

mistress and an illegitimate

but he thought of something and held back. His gaze swept over Sophia’s pallid face, and he sneered. “She indeed means little to me, if you want her, I might consider

worth in return”

the