Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 417

She did not know why Jason was so sure that she was Sophia.

Compared to herself five years ago, she had changed drastically.

Be it temperament, dressing, voice, or appearance, they were all completely

Why was he so sure that she was Sophia just by looking at her back?

tely different from before

Or was it that whenever Jason met a woman with a similar figure to her in t

in the past

few years, he would rush up and hug her to confess his feelings?

The thought of this sent a chill to her heart. She subconsciously took a few steps back and kept a distance from him.

When Jason saw her face clearly, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He staggered backward until his back was pressed against the wall.

Excitement, ecstasy, and other emotions gave way to despair, helplessness, and pain.

She… wasn’t Sophial

He found it hard to believe that he recognized the wrong person

That self–blame and guilt kept devouring his rationality, and his heart hurt like it was being torn apart by his emotions

seen Sophia die with his own eyes. How could she have come

he was too naive and ridiculous. He actually hoped that Sophia would fake her death to deceive him back then.

wounds by him. How could she survive!

and even the two children could not stop her. Why did

“Cough cough…

sounded in the silent space, blood diffusing

to prevent the blood from gushing out

face coldly, and a mocking

Jason was still living

than two

endured humiliation and forced herself to stay in front of him for

live in pain and his life a

Sophia made it

just one look, she knew that Jason had lived like a soulless

glorious, but in fact, his heart was hollow, devoured

that she was right to ask Amanda to give him two

way she

now listless, dispirited, living

if you don’t have any other

that, Sophia was prepared to leave.

out with her right leg,

still not gave up?

12:26 PM

Chapter 417

to look at Jason. Her seductive red lips parted slightly, and the words that came out

mistook me for your deceased wife. Aren’t you afraid that Mrs. Wilson won’t be rest in

like a sharp blade

usually calm and reserved man was as helpless as