Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 558

Sophia glanced at him coldly. Her gaze was so cold that there was no warmth in it.

Jason looked at her indifferent gaze and laughed self–deprecatingly.

This time, he had probably completely offended her. There was no chance for negotiation

But even so, he still had to examine her forcibly.

Once bitten, twice shy. The torture of the past five years was too hard. He did not want to repeat the same experience and be deceived by her.

He said, “Sophia, it’s not that I don’t believe you, but I can’t gamble. Do you know what I have hated the most about myself in the past five years?

“Back then, I saw you vomit blood a few times, but I was still so stupid that I didn’t notice your illness. I watched as your health was bad bit by bit

“I won’t be able to make up for the consequences of such carelessness even if I use my entire life, so I won’t ignore you again”

Sophia smiled mockingly and said. Jason, a late love is nothing”

With that, she walked around him and headed straight for the instrument room.

Jason looked at her cold back view. Her words A late love is nothing kept echoing in his ears.

A strong bitterness rose in his heart, accompanied by dense pain.

said to Sophia, “Miss Taylor, Roger from Clumond City is here. He’s waiting in the living room. He said

in her

came at the right time.

were any other dime, she would not have

by Jason, she was about

even if her enemies came, she would still go and meet them. As long as she could get rid of

“Did he say why he was coming for

After thinking for a moment,

for advice. If you don’t want to see him, I can help you reject him.”

towards the staircase. As she walked, she said, “He is a guest. I go

a meet him.”

looked at her

not have forgiven Roger so easily. Why did she agree to meet him so uncharacteristically! What was the

of coughs sounded in

stopped and revealed

want to see him, at least not

once she came back, she

she was

It was extremely penetrating and seemed to cough out his lungs

were indeed suffering.

relied on their lungs to breathe. Once sorthing happened to

the day, he was just a patient who