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

he had seen Sophia die with his own eyes. How could

too naive and ridiculous. He actually hoped that Sophia

was riddled with wounds by him. How

even the two children

“Cough cough…

cough sounded in the silent space, blood diffusing

gritted his teeth to prevent the blood from gushing

looked at his pale face coldly, and a mocking

satisfied that Jason was

than two months.

herself to stay

make him live in pain and his

Sophia made it

had lived like a soulless zombie

the surface, he looked glorious, but in fact, his heart was hollow, devoured by deep

right to ask Amanda to give him two embryo specimens

she wanted

was now listless, dispirited, living in pain

you don’t have any other instructions, I’ll take

saying that, Sophia was prepared

out with her right leg, someone grabbed her arm

still not gave

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Chapter 417

a sneer. Sophia turned to look at Jason. Her seductive red lips parted

Aren’t you afraid that Mrs. Wilson won’t

words were like a sharp blade

was as helpless as a child