Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 489

Aaron exclaimed in shock and hurriedly rushed to support him.

“Mr. Wilson, you can’t let your emotions overwhelm you. Take a moment to relax, or it could trigger your old heart condition”

Jason coughed violently twice, thick blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

“Sophia, Sophia…”

His murmurs were unconscious, filled with sorrow and bitterness

ཎྜ ལྷ ༀ ༴ ོ ཟ །གཽ་

Especially seeing Sophia nestled obediently in Oliver’s arms, glaring at him with indifference, deepened his despair.

Like a sharp ice blade, her cold and distant gaze carried a ruthless edge that seemed to pierce his soul, tearing him apart.

He could no longer see any trace of himself reflected in her cold eyes.

Once, within those shimmering eyes, it was all about him, only him.

But now, she had completely cast him aside without a hint of nostalgia or reluctance.

“Sophia, don’t leave… Please, don’t leave.”

Aaron couldn’t bear to witness Mr. Wilson reveal such a vulnerable and helpless demeanor.

boardrooms, being decisive in business,

wealth, status, influence, and charisma, standing atop the

years past, he failed to heed his own heart, inflicting deep wounds upon Sophia.

endured five agonizing years of

Five years!

grief of losing his wife and children, hadn’t he suffered

they truly drive him to his breaking point before relenting?

his gaze toward Sophia, nestled in Oliver’s embrace,

Mr. Wilson once took multiple stabs to his chest to save you. You know how grievously he was wounded. I beg you, please don’t provoke him further. Given his

embrace, her gaze fixed on Jason’s

his wounds from five years

didn’t mean past grievances

before my staged death. I was coughing up blood every few days. Did

bed, nor did I force him to kneel. Considering what he did to me, I’ve

embrace, her voice

than he

their waiting car Jason tried to follow, but as Aaron pushed to assist him, he coughed up another mouthful of blood, staggering back two

leaning against Oliver, heard the cry and her eyes narrowed slightly.

about him?” Oliver asked in a

her hold, teasing lightly. “Indeed, worried. If he were to die

but sand nothing.

oo easy

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