Second Chance At Love

Chapter 283

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If he said do three months ago, she would have agreed happily and believed that she was the happiest woman in the world. But now, everything had changed. The passion of love had long disappeared with the wind.

pher messy clothes, and

The car stopped steadily in the parking lot. They had arrived at the cemetery. She slowly pushed him away, tidied up pushed open the door,

Jason grabbed her wrist and stubbornly wanted an answer.

er wrist. Sophi

Sophia

Sophia smiled at him and said coldly. “Give that piece of land to George first With that, her arm slipped and the man let go of her sneered and ignored him. She bent down and got out of the car.

It was quiet in the cemetery. The cold wind in the late winter made this place more gloomy. The two of them quickly arrived at their daughter’s

Sophia squatted down and slowly leaned against the tombstone. The bone–chilling cold seeped into her clothes and into her skin. She began to cry silently, not because she missed her daughter, but because she felt heartbroken for her after learning the truth. She would rather have her daughter die from the tricks of Ada than the cruel scheme of her own grandmother.

Jason stared at her quietly for a moment before shifting his gaze to a newly erected tombstone beside it. When he saw the words on it, his widened.

“Molly Marshall. It must be the innocent girl who died at Jon Niles’s hands when saving Sophia.

seyes

Although Jason was not responsible for her death, he was definitely involved. No wonder this woman hated him so much. Those past memories constantly reminded her of it. As time passed, the resentment turned into a tumor that was difficult to eradicate

A low sobbing sound came into his ears, pulling him back from his trance. Seeing his wife shivering in the cold wind, his eyes gradually became moist. He squatted down and pulled her into his arms. He said in a low and hoarse voice, I know that you can’t bear to part with her. She will come back and be your daughter again.”

As he spoke, he reached out to stroke her belly. “Let’s create a chance for our daughter to come back to us

Tears rolled down the corners of Sophia’s eyes.

If that was the case, her daughter would have to die again. She did not want to see that. “Jason, do you know how much I hate you?”

The man could not help but smile bitterly. Of course, he knew. But he couldn’t let her go. I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”

In the next few days, Jason was still busy in the company.

Sophia obediently stayed in Lust. She did not pay attention to the news from the outside world and quietly waited for death to arrive

If she was asked what else she was worried about, it was probably Luna She wondered whether she had decided to keep this baby or not. Actually, she wanted to persuade her to keep it. After being an orphan for so many years, she should also yearn for the company of her family. She hoped West would listen to Luna. With that man’s protection, even if the truth was exposed one day, she would not be isolated and helpless.

On a sunny afternoon, Sophia took out her notebook and wrote her last diary.

In order for Jason to remember her children for the rest of her life, she specially left three names on it

Alisha, the name for her daughter who had died young. Stanley and Sienna, for the twins who hadn’t been born yet.

In the end, she left her last words [Jason, when looking back at the eight years of crush and four years of marriage, I have never regretted it, and I hope that we will not meet again in the next life. After I die, please bury me and the three kids together. Write their names on the tombstone to prove that they have also been in this world]

A teardrop fell at the end of the paper. She slowly closed the notebook and looked out the window.

Spring was almost here. She should go.

Suddenly, her phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was a call from Ada,

A compacttish voice came from the other end of the line. “Sophia, do you want to know who killed your daughter?”