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”

Sophia subconsciously stopped her. She endured the pain and shook her head, “He’s being attacked. He can’t be distracted. Don’t disturb

not know the situation in the country, judging from Oliver’s ruthlessness in the business world a few years ago,

sanctimonious profiteers were best at

was better not to tell

himself killed,

a moment before obediently putting

hurried footsteps came from outside. Then, the female doctor strode in

quickly checked Sophia’s physical condition and

had been

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

With a trembling voice, she asked. “Is there something wrong with the fetus!”

head or heart of the fetus, the child will most likely

and quickly comforted her. “Don’t let your imagination

wave of tearing pain assaulted her. Sophia gritted her teeth and arched her body as she panted heavily.

the layers of light and shadows and seemed to see a glimpse of that afternoon eight years

was destined to sink for the rest

of being a moth drawn to a flame was to wander around for

a home that she could not return to.

be able to repay me in this life. And the sins you’ve committed can’t be redeemned for the rest of your life” The exire

magnified her vulnerability.