Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 381

Sophia was now in her eighth month of pregnancy. In Rathland, people rumored that it was hard for pregnant women to give birth in this

Although there was no scientific basis for this theory, it was inevitable that this was a worrisome situation.

Coupled with the fact that the fetus had experienced trauma during its development, it was very likely that there was some hidden danger. She could not help but be nervous.

Just as the female bodyguard helped her into the room, warm liquid suddenly flowed out from under her. This meant that she was going into labor

soon.

Waves of contractions swept wantonly, and intense pain spread from her lower abdomen.

It was as if a sharp blade had split open her bone.

Sophia thought. Is this the pain of a woman giving birth?

Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead as she subconsciously clenched the female bodyguard’s wrist. “I am going into labor. I’m afraid it’s an emergency delivery. Hurry up and get a doctor over.”

When she left the private winery, Oliver thought that she was deep into her pregnancy and was worried that she would encounter an unexpected situation on the way. Therefore, he specially arranged for a gynecologist to accompany her.

Now, it came in handy.

After the female bodyguard half carried her to the bed, she nodded and said, “I’ve already ordered someone to invite her. Bear with it for a while longer. I’ll call Mr. Clark first to report the situation here”

endured the pain and shook her head, “He’s being attacked. He can’t be distracted.

know the situation in the country, judging from Oliver’s ruthlessness in

were best at

not to tell him about her premature birth lest he made a mistake and

himself killed,

hesitated for a moment

footsteps came from outside. Then, the female doctor strode in with a first aid kit

checked Sophia’s physical condition and asked a few more questions.

that her stomach had been

thing in Sophia’s situation was to be hit by external forces.

hurriedly reached out and grabbed her wrist. With a trembling voice, she asked. “Is there

that hit the head or heart of the fetus, the child will most likely die in the womb.”

and quickly comforted her. “Don’t let your imagination run wild. The most important thing now is to give birth to the

of tearing pain assaulted her. Sophia gritted her teeth and arched her body

and shadows and seemed to see

in an instant, and she was destined to sink for the

price of being a moth drawn to a flame was to wander around for the rest

home that she could

the sins you’ve committed can’t be redeemned for the rest of your life” The exire

pain magnified her