Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 354

It was a recording pen.

This was not the first time Jason had seen this thing.

He still remembered that day in this room when Sophia stabbed Ada with a knife and he bumped into her.

At that time, he mistakenly thought that Sophia could not tolerate the fetus in Ada’s stomach, so she attacked her.

After giving her a hard time, he left her alone in the suite.

Later on, he couldn’t control his heart and came to look for her eagerly. He happened to see her sitting by the bed in a daze with this recording pen in her hand.

At that time, he wanted to take a look, but he was distracted by her words and forgot about it.

Now that he saw it again, he had a vague guess.

He thought, ‘Could that woman have recorded some important conversation?‘

If that was really the case, then other than slapping himself in the face, there was only regret.

He had missed the diary and now he had missed the recording pen. He felt that Sophia and him were really not fated.

If he had discovered it in advance, he would not have been kept in the dark for so long.

After sitting on the floor, he turned on the recorder with trembling hands.

shocked when he heard the contents of

had attacked Ada time and time again because Ada kept telling her about the embryo that had

thing that could make a woman break down in an instant was undoubtedly her child.

had provoked her so much. There was no

her attack Ada time and time

imagine how desperate she

this was probably the reason why Sophia was so determined

and let her down again and again. In the end, she was completely disappointed in him. She would rather keep it in

only had himself to

felt that he would have discovered this recording pen and

under his nose, but he had forcefully missed

a painful price that could never be redeemed in a

his pocket

hadn’t found the courage to read the last

afraid that she would write things like [I don’t love you anymore. Let’s not meet again in the next life. I hate you.]

she would beg him not to pester her

he was most afraid of was that after reading this last diary entry,

life.

article left a suspense. He could fantasize about the content every

way to support him through the long torture.

not afraid of pain or suffering. He was only afraid that life was like a pool of stagnant water that could not stir up

passed, her traces would slowly dissipate in the river of time, never to