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.

died in the delivery room fre

thought of her eldest daughter who had died on the operating table seven years ago, and her eldest years ago. At the same time, Sophia also remembered Sweety in the hospital. She was suffering

could be ruthless to anyone, including herself. But it was impossible

around to walk toward the child. It was a little boy. When Sophia’s palm touched has skin, she felt a burning heat from

and his body temperature was about 106 degrees. If he was

few hours.

and picked him up. This child seemed to be five or six years old, but he did not weigh much in her arms. He was much lighter than Tommy and

body. She could not delay any longer. Otherwise, even if he did not die,

hesitation in Sophia’s heart disappeared completely. She carried

the same time, in the pediatric inpatient department, outside

looked at 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 loved and protected this child.

care of the child at home, let alone feed him and change his diapers. However, he had carried and coused this child for

of home. In the past, Jason did not think it was

having a child

not think further. The more he thought about it, the more pain he felt. Then he would become very despaired. There was nothing left in