Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 48

Fear flared in the depths of Sophia’s eyes as she attempted to prop herself up on her elbows, but the slightest movement tormented her wounded chest, sending her falling back down. After several failed attempts to sit up, she helplessly turned her gaze toward the closed door.

Jason really abandoned me, she thought. ‘Eight years bf secret love, four years of marriage, two pregnancies, one serious injury–all for him. And in the end, he threw me into this abyss.”

A piercing scream echoed inside the room, immediately drowned out by the blaring heavy metal music. Just like all the hurt and pain were behind that closed door.

scaled

Outside, near the gilded railings, Jason leaned against the wall in a seemingly indifferent pose, a hand in his trouser pocket, the other holding a cigarette. Smoke wreathed around him, blurring the features of his face.

The acrid smoke filled his lungs, but he held it in, letting the burning sensation wreak havoc within. He only released the smoke when the lack of oxygen started to fuzz his brain, a fierce feeling of suffocation sweeping over him. Only this self–destructive ritual seemed to ease the tightness in

his chest.

for

talk.”

pressed his ear against the door for a moment, then replied with due respect. “They’re playing music inside; can’t hear any

music? Quite enjoy, huh? I handed her over, and that’s what she wanted?‘ Jason thought, a scornful smile crossing his lips. He fought back anger at the thought that

few intense puffs on his cigarette, Jason dialed Eric’s number. “Is Lucas

respectful voice came through the phone. “The 16 million dollars has been sent, and I’m negotiating with the loan sharks.” Eric paused, then added. “Mr. Wilson, Mrs. Sophia loves you deeply. I believe what happened with Mr. Clark is a misunderstanding

what doesn’t concern you. After Lucas is secured, confine him and keep him away from the

he ended the call without giving Eric a chance to speak further. The music in the private room hit a high note, and even at a distance, he could still hear

time with another man, doesn’t she? It won’t be that easy, Jason thought. He snubbed out his cigarette and, clutching his phone, strode toward the private room.

“What’s

up

It was Camila. After a moment’s hesitation, he

she’s in resuscitation