Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 464

Sophia let out a sudden laugh, her face devoid of expression, eyes icy. “Take care of me? But I’m a widow with a child. You, the richest man in Rathland, want to raise another man’s son?”

Jason’s breath instantly hitched.

He thought. ‘I don’t care if she slept with another man and bore a child with him. I have no

no right to judge. It only hurts me when I’m thinking about those twins. A boy and a girl, all lost due to my foolishness and ignorance. If they were still alive…

At the thought of this, Jason quickly extinguished the wild expectations and delusions in his mind.

He had already squandered some of his happiness. It was useless to beg for it now.

“I will treat Tommy as my own, Jason said.

A flicker of surprise crossed Sophia’s eyes.

If this were five years ago, Jason would probably have used every cruel word to insult her.

But five years of torment had smoothed his edges, humbling him to this extent.

Proud as he was. Jason could actually accept Sophia’s son from another man.

Jason generous or

saying Tommy is also qualified

and Ada had a son,

slender neck gently, murmuring. “I really like that kid. As long as he’s capable enough, making him the heir to Wilson

her eyes slightly, a sly smile playing on her

drown him in my tenderness, then break his heart like five years ago, making him taste that searing pain again!”

never forget what she had been through.

the fact that her daughter had leukemia and needed the umbilical cord blood of a newborn for survival. Sophia would not have come back at

no matter what happened, Sophia wouldn’t forgive Jason, nor truly get back together with

get pregnant with Jason’s baby, Sophia could not fall out with him and had to bear with all this

than ten hours. I’m tired. I don’t want to talk to you about this,” Sophia said.

his arms, softly saying, “Sleep for a while. I’ll wake you up when we get to

scumbag beside her, how could

close her eyes and rest for a while. Out of sight, out of

at his wife in his arms and smiled bitterly in silence.

can escape. But I won’t let go. Without you, I’d rather be dead. Since Tommy is your flesh and blood, I’ll

the same time, at the Watson Viridian Garden in the suburbs, Timothy,

in bed, semi–conscious, his tiny body twitching occasionally, a

stood by the bed, coldly watching Timothy suffer, not planning to

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