Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 43

Claire was visibly taken aback, and a glint of astonishment flickered through her eyes. In her mind, any decent man with a hint of pride would never suffer his wife’s infidelity, much less deliberately hand her over to another man’s bed. She was shocked by Jason’s callous disregard.

“If Jason could be so ruthless with Sophia, there’s little thance he would save Lucas. But I only have one son. He’s my only support for old age. I can’t just stand by and watch him die out there, she thought.

“Sophia, help me, please,” Claire pleaded. “If anything were to happen to your brother, I couldn’t bear to go on.”

A wave of disappointment passed through Sophia as she fought to control her trembling body, and the pain in her heart intensified. She instinctively clutched onto her heart. I’ve already said what will happen if I beg Jason–he will force me into another man’s arms. Why does she still press me? Am I so worthless to them that they can just trample all over me?‘ she thought.

Mom. I’ve already said Jason’s tired of me. My body can’t produce anything of value anymore. If I go to him, he’ll just hand me off to someone else’s bed. Do you really want to watch your daughter be reduced to a plaything to them!” said Sophia

image of her son, beaten and bloodied, steeled her resolve. The Taylor family had taken care of Sophia for more than ten years. She thought

just sleeping with someone, Sophia. Endure it, and it will be over. Jason doesn’t

making her feel unsteady. “Mom, you’re dragging my dignity through the mud, pushing me toward death. Don’t you feel any pain treating your own daughter

unexpected tightness in her chest. She averted her gaze. Even though she didn’t have a strong emotional bond with Sophia, seeing her

a few seconds of deafening silence, Claire slowly knelt down. I beg you. I can’t just watch your brother die,” she

sobs

closed her eyes filled with anguish. They’ll stop at nothing to drive me to despair. So, let it be. If I go to Jason, it’ll be to repay what I owe as their daughter. Let this be the last of my compromises‘ she thought internally. “Alright, I’ll go. I’ll plead with Jason. No one could understand the immense courage it took for her to cast aside the last remnants of her dignity to utter those words. Life, for her,

tranquil Saturday, and Jason did not go to the office, choosing

room and briefed