Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 118

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Chapter 118

Jason’s movement of pulling Sophia paused, and he held back from saying the words that he had not uttered.

He thought, “How come Ada vomited blood? Could it be that her previous heart injury has relapsed? She risked her life to save me once. It would be ungrateful of me to send her away without a word. Plus, she’s pregnant now.”

“Wasn’t she fine this morning?” he said. “Why did she suddenly cough up blood?”

oke first. “I stuffed a handful of mud into her mouth.

Eve, who was standing at the door, was about to accuse Sophia. But Sophia spoke Technically, she should have coughed up mud. How come she coughed up blood?”

Jason’s expression darkened. He looked at her coldly and asked in a serious voice, “Sophia, why did you become so vicious?”

Sophia slowly pried open his fingers. She then dragged her suitcase and walked out. As she walked, she replied, “You forced me.”

Seeing that she was about to

out to walk out of the room, Jason instinctively reached out to grab her, but he missed.

sight of the huge double bed. The lingering love of the

Honey, I’m thirsty. Pour me a glass of water. Honey, I can’t reach my zipper, Help me pull it down, Honey, my legs are sore. Help me massage my legs, Honey, my pajamas are on the shell. Help me grab

sometimes endearing, sometimes pitiful, and sometimes pleading voice rang in his ears. It was so lively

the softest

ignored were now infinitely magnified. It was only then that he suddenly realized that Sophia had actually seeped into his being long ago and was closely connected

had never called her “honey” even when they were intimate.

thought, “Regret?

Jason, Mr. Jason,

wandering thoughts

lost his soul. “What’s wrong?” he asked

a trembling voice, “Your expression just now was really frightening, I was

the bed. His ashen face

little scary.

thought of something

he was still a step too late. His gaze only caught a glimpse of the afterimage of the taxi as it moved away.

was all a vast expanse of white. Despite the central heating being on indoors, he still felt a bone–chilling cold.

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she still left. She was so decisive and resolute, leaving me alone to face the memories in the room, feeling melancholic and desolate. Fortunately, she merely moved to Lust. There’s still a long road ahead. Whether as my wife or my

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