Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 84

Jason gripped the report, knuckles white. Fury darkened his eyes. The doctor, his gaze flitting between Sophia and the unconscious Alison, cleared his throat. “This report shows a toxin on Sophia’s clothes. A colorless, odorless gas, harmless normally, but deadly for someone critically ill like Mrs. Wilson, Lucky I recognized the signs, or this could’ve gone south fast.”

Before Jason could explode, Camila stormed toward Sophia, a slap ringing through the room. “You ungrateful bitch!” she spat. “Alison has always treated you with kindness and care, like a granddaughter. But you, you repay her kindness with harm, over and over again. Four years of marriage, and you haven’t gotten pregnant. Then Ada gets pregnant, a wonderful thing, and Alison, bless her heart, wants you to take in the baby. What a wonderful thing! But you hate Alison because of this, and you want to kill her. You are just too evil”

Sophia’s mouth was bleeding, and there were fresh red marks on her pale face. Her eyes looked incredibly cold. She didn’t say anything to defend herself because she knew her explanation wouldn’t make any difference. After all, if her own husband didn’t believe her, no one else would either. But she knew that one day the truth would come out, and then Jason would feel immense pain.

Sophia’s stoicism, Camila raised her hand again. A strong arm clamped down on her wrist. It was Jason. “Jason, what are you doing? This woman is a snake. Stole her cousin’s fiancé, poisoned

gaze momentarily flickered fear in Sophia’s eyes. She instinctively clutched her stomach and retreated, trapped against the wall. Jason’s wrath, when unleashed, was terrifying. Though numb to life’s cruelty, she wasn’t sure she could face it. “Would

voice.

regret the day you were born.” He shoved her away violently. Her head slammed into the wall, and dizziness washed over her. She almost collapsed, but she managed to steady herself by bracing her hands against the wall. She thought to herself, “He’s going to investigate, which means he doesn’t believe me. I can already guess what the results will be. That

wracked Sophia, her heart condition flaring up. Blood welled in her throat, staining her lips crimson. The man across from her seemed like a distant memory, a stranger replacing the brash young

of concern shot through Jason. “How hard did my mother