Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 244

Amanda said she could only cough up blood three more times before her life would start to count down.

In the days that followed, she would have to live her dwindling days as best as she could

Fortunately, everything that needed to be arranged was already set. She had even managed to stah Jason in the heart, a wound drep enough to reach the bone, which gave her prace even in death.

“Mrs. Wilson.” Eliza, who was by the bed trying to put Britney to sleep, rushed to support Sophia when she saw her coughing up blood and falling to the ground.

Panic–stricken, she asked, “What’s happening, Mrs. Wilson?”

Sophia leaned weakly against her, trying to reassure her. “It’s nothing. I just had a big argument with Jason. The anger made me cough up some blood, but I feel better now.”

At that moment, the half–asleep little girl began to cry again.

Sophia urged Eliza to comfort Britney while she slipped into the dressing room.

She retrieved a bottle from a hidden compartment, swallowed a few pills, and then collapsed on the floor, waiting for the pain in her abdomen and chest to subside.

Her thin fingers brushed over her slightly protruding belly, feeling the life within. Miraculously, her heavy heart steadied.

From now on,

there was only one thing left for her to do and that was patiently wait for death.

Jason stood on the open balcony at the end of the corridor, smoking heavily. The smoke

the pain of the drug and the humiliation of kneeling

words echoed in his ears, tormenting him constantly.

kneel, but he was wronged about drugging her milk.

This f

a hazy

her bearing his child, so why

to explain, she

he could never dissolve no matter how

the most

to weave a beautiful illusion for hirm, letting him taste

blade struck his most vulnerable spot with

him, a constant reminder of their past

it worth it?” West’s

West, his voice hoarse as he retorted. “We’re both in the same

replying lightly. “Tin tougher than you. I made Luna abort

dare defy me again. That’s how a man

his head and stared at him for a long time

“You forced a

arguing further. He extinguished his cigarette and walked

determination. Hatred wouldn’t matter. He would still keep her

lasting familial blu