Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 132

Sophia thought. “Why should I explain when he won’t listen? Why should I waste my breath?” One had to use the most direct and violent method when facing such a cold and heartless man. The weaker one was, the more he would push his luck.

When Jason saw Ada intending to stab the scissors into her heart, his pupils constricted. He wondered, ‘Why did this give me a sense of déjà

Before Jason could think further, he pushed Ada, who was leaning against his chest, away. He wanted to hit the scissors away from Sophia’s hand but was worried he would not control his strength and she would fall again. The scene of Sophia bleeding from her mouth still lingered in his mind.

Desperate, Jason instinctively grabbed the blades of the scissors. The sharp edge of the blades cut open his palm. Blood flowed down his

fingers.

Ada rushed over and hugged Jason. She exclaimed, “Jason, you’re injured. Let go.” She cried as she spoke. Her face was anxious, a stark

contrast to Sophia’s coldness.

hand around the scissors. He stared at Sophia and let the blood

was no longer considerate and loving. When Jason was sick in the past, Sophia’s heart would ache for

anymore. This realization made Jason extremely uncomfortable and even a little flustered. “Sophia, I really don’t know you anymore. Wouldn’t you hurt if you stab–yourself? What

her head and looked into Jason’s eyes. Her eyes were

Jason’s questions ridiculous. That slash five years ago had almost cut her heart in half. Sophia had to treat it for half a year before she could survive. During that time, she was enduring heart–wrenching pain constantly. She felt like she was in hell and could not escape. Every time it rained, her heart

even less afraid. The medical report from more than

was a little frightened by Sophia’s penetrating gaze. He turned his head to avoid her gaze and

want to stab myself You’re so nervous, Jason. You’ll make me think you care about me. I’m

aze fell on

after his thoughts were exposed and mocked by her. His gaze fell on the man’s coat Sophia was wearing. His

grew.

found her next man. Jason’s love might be a joke to her. As she had warned, Jason shouldn’t love her. That would make him the laughingstock.

then, resisting the fact that he had

bedside table hard. Although she wanted to hold on, after a

hurting Sophia again, he quickly caught