Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 587

Sophia inapped the terrible thought out of her mind what she thought about it.

No, it couldn’t be

Luna was so optimiste. How could she suffer from depression ne even mental disorders?

If one was locked up in a confined space for live years, one could not break free from the shackles of one’s soul no matter how optimistic one was,

That kind of imprisonment would only tighten the tension between the two. Eventually, they could not breathe and would slowly become unrecognizable.

“Continue your investigation and see if they have found a fit psychologist. If they have, find out all the information about that psychologist.”

Before Lynn could speak, Rachel interrupted, “Are you trying to disguise yourself as the psychologist and approach the island?”

Sophia nodded. “Islands are easy to defend and hard to attack. We can’t take it down with brute force. We can only use our wits. They are looking for a psychologist, so God gave me a way to save Luna”

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Ananda came over as soon as Lynn left. Upon seeing Sophia leaning against the door frame, she quickly asked, “How’s the child?”

gaze and sighed. “He is hanging on by a thread. I’ve called my teacher. He’ll come to Eindlo in

“That’s good. We can’t give up even if there’s a sliver of hope. I’ll go back and read

to see

any other way”

I’d like you to go to Cester City, where there is

Immediately figured out what it was when Sophia said

me to operate on Caleb to get the

up. I guessed the broken glasses in his chest must have affected his functions. We had to take them out as soon as possible. Don’t worry, the condition

to screw me. Why did you explain so much! I’ll set off now

Sophia nodded.

Roger, who was terminally ill, Sophia wanted to ask Amanda to take care of him,

Don’t forget I’m Oliver’s private doctor, and Mr. Watson in his adoptive father. I won’t stand by and

villa,

the bed headboard, resting with her eyes closed in the guest room.

walked in. As he walked, he asked, “Are you still unwilling to tell me Mrs. Watson’s whereabouts?”

and slowly sat up straight. She stared at

Rence not love

a green girl to now a charming, elegant

the only

if you want me to tell you, but you must agree to