Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 120

Chapter 120

It was a girl who was around twenty years old, wearing a short skirt.

Sophia was very certain that there was no such person among her friends

However, this girl exuded a youthful and exuberant aura that made Sophia feel very comfortable. This was something she could not have in her entire life.

Even though she was only twenty–six years old now, a heart–wrenching love had almost drained her passion for life. She would never be able to wear such a pure smile again.

Her heart was already in its twilight years. In her eyes, everything in the world was like shifting sands, impossible to reminisce about.

There was another wave of tearing pain in her chest, causing her to stagger backward.

The young girl then quickly reached out to hold her arm.

“Miss, you look haggard,” she said. “Are you alright?”

Sophia reached out to support herself against the wall. After stabilizing her swaying body, she flashed a gentle smile toward her.

“Thank you,” she said. “I think it’s just dizziness from anemia. I’ll be fine.”

“Anemia, huh?” the young girl said. She frowned, then took out a lollipop from her handbag and handed it to her.

“It’s quite sweet. Whenever I feel that

a quick once–over. When she noticed that the young girl was wearing the uniform of a hostess, she instantly

come out and earn money, it’s probably out of necessity. I have to admit that this girl is tougher than me. Even though she’s been let down by the harsh realities of life and fallen into this place of luxury, nightlife, and indulgence, she can still maintain her innocence. I can’t do that. Hurt by love both physically and emotionally, I probably won’t be able to recover in this

she said.

Marshall,” she said. “I’ve been

tore open the wrapper, and handed the candy to her. “My for

would never accept

in her heart. She found

her mouth. A faint sweetness spread on

felt like some of the bitterness in her heart was washed away, and the raging pain also eased.

things could heal people.

was just that she had become accustomed to pain, resigned to bitterness, and overlooked all the

herself in despair and sorrow/enclosing herself in a prison of her own making and waiting for death

she said.

“It’s very

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as she was about to ask Sophia for her name, a shout suddenly came from afar. “Molly, hurry up and go to private room 302. The guests inside

stuck out her tongue and smiled at Sophia as she said, “Miss,

said, she hurriedly walked toward the elevator.

and frail figure, Sophia sighed

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