Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 397

Sophia thought it didn’t look like a baby. Although the light in the turinel was dim, she could vaguely see in should be a child, below 10 years old.

not a newborni or an

Sophia turned around and prepared to leave. She believed she would not get into trouble if she did not meddle with other people’s business. Who knew what was going on with this child? If she were set up, her whereabouts would be exposed. In Jason’s territory, even the slightest clue would attract his attention. Then she would be trapped.

One step, two steps, three steps….

She had just taken

three si

steps w

when a hoarse and faint voice suddenly came from behind her “Mom, I feel terrible”

Sophia suddenly stopped in her tracks. The voice made Sophia remember that she was also a mother.

had died in the delivery room

seven years ago, and her eldest years ago. At the same time, Sophia also remembered Sweety in the hospital. She was suffering from pain caused by leukemia. Then there was Tommy, the mischievous child who always gave

But it was impossible to ignore the

around to walk toward the child. It was a little boy. When Sophia’s palm touched has skin, she felt a burning heat from his body. She thought. His temperature is

her experience, the boy was having a fever, and his body temperature was about 106 degrees. If he was left alone, he would

few hours.

be five or six years old, but he did not weigh much in her arms. He was much lighter than Tommy and Sweety. “Mom… The boy called out again.

Sophia’s neck. The moment he opened his mouth, Sophia could feel more heat from his body. She could not delay any longer. Otherwise, even if he did not die, the high temperature would

Sophia’s heart disappeared completely. She carried the little boy and quickly rushed toward the exit

inpatient department, outside the

the little girl on the hospital bed. He felt a tightness in his chest when he saw the tubes that were inserted into her body, Jason had always

carried and coused this child for more than half a

him feel the warmth of home. In the past, Jason did not think it was important

experiencing the joy of parenting, he looked forward to having a child of his own

very despaired. There was nothing left in this world for him to miss. He had lost all hope, and he had