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 back from the

was too naive and ridiculous. He actually hoped that Sophia would fake her death

wounds by him.

two children could not stop her. Why did he believe that

“Cough cough…

sounded in the silent space,

blood from gushing

face coldly, and a mocking smile flashed

very satisfied that Jason was still living in pain and

than two months.

humiliation and forced herself to stay in front of

make him live in pain and his

Sophia made it

knew that Jason had lived

looked glorious, but in fact, his heart was hollow, devoured by deep grief.

right to ask Amanda to give him two embryo specimens

lived the way she wanted to

was now listless, dispirited, living in pain

if you don’t have any other instructions, I’ll take my leave”

Sophia was

stepped out with her right leg,

not

12:26 PM

Chapter 417

Jason. Her seductive red lips parted slightly, and the words that came out of her mouth were

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

words were like a sharp blade

as helpless as a child at that