Chapter 8
Chapter 8
At that moment, Jason should have approached Sophia to check on her and offer an apology, yet
his pride as a man held him back.
“Jason, my stomach and my heart, they hurt so much,” Ada’s feeble plea came from behind, stirring
compassion in Jason. After all, in his mind, she was the woman who had bravely shielded him from
a knife attack five years ago, and now she was carrying his child. Failing to protect her would be
morally uneptable.
“Do you realize your mistake?” Jason said coldly.
‘Mistake?‘ Sophia smiled bitterly. “My greatest mistake was allowing myself to fall in love with you.
My love for you for eight years remained steadfast, only to be met with betrayal and wounds in
return. Even my innocent children were implicated. I will always carry these lessons. learned
through pain and tears with me,‘ she reflected, her thoughts consumed by the man standing before
her.
Pushing herself up slowly, she sat upright on the floor. Her eyes devoid of life, she repeated
hoarsely, “She deserves it!”
Jason felt his temples throb as fury surged within him, clouding his judgment. Giving in to rage, he
raised his foot and delivered a vicious kick to Sophia’s left shoulder. Her heart, already fragile,
struggled to withstand the force of his blow, and she copsed to the ground once more. Waves of
nausea swept over her as blood surged into her throat.
“You better pray that Ada and the baby are unharmed,” Jason warned, his tone dripping with
venom. “Because if anything happens to them, you’ll spend the rest of your life paying for it,” he
hissed.
The man’s cold and stern voice echoed from above her,pelling Sophia to swallow back the
blood rising in her mouth. “It’s time for me to let go,” she thought, feeling thest embers of affection
in her heart extinguishing.
Ada observed Sophia’s despairing expression with satisfaction. ‘I’ve won again,” she thought, a
malicious smirk creeping onto her lips.
Her gaze shifted to the crimson stain on the pristine white carpet, silently wishing for a miscarriage.
Finally, she had achieved her objective of ridding herself of the time bomb. ‘Keeping this child
would only lead to my downfall,’ she concluded silently.
Jason scooped up Ada and left the living room, leaving Sophia motionless on the floor. Though the
pain in her abdomen had eased, the ache in her heart persisted. She struggled to rise, a silent smile
ying on her lips as she surveyed the room before stumbling toward the exit.
The icy grip of the winter night pierced through her skin, the chilly wind feeling like a blunt knife
against her flesh. Sophia walked alone in the darkness, her stamina dwindling with each step.
Eventually, her strength failed her, and her exhausted body crumpled to the ground. On the verge of
losing consciousness, she faintly glimpsed a pair of polished men’s shoes in her blurry vision.
“Jason, it hurts…” she whispered before sumbing to unconsciousness.
In the hospital’s VIP ward, Jason stood with his hands behind his back, silently gazing at the urban
night scene outside the windows. The man’s stern brows were shrouded inyers of darkness, and
his deep ck eyes were as profound as an abyss.
As he stood there, lost in thought, the scene at the vi yed out in Jason’s mind once again.
Suddenly, he felt his heart tighten, and his hand gradually clenched into a fist. He couldn’t
understand why he hadid a hand on his wife, or any woman for that matter.
Despite harboring long–standing resentment toward her for manipting his grandmother into
pressuring him into marriage, the years of marriage were frank and affectionate, even if loveless.
He pondered, ‘That kick was too harsh.”
“Mr. Wilson, Miss Ada’s condition is stable now, but she’s showing signs of miscarriage. We need to
be careful in the future,” the attending physician informed him from behind.
Chapter 8
At that moment, Jason should have approached Sophin to check on her and offer an apology, yet
his pride as a man held him back
jason, my stomach and my heart, they hurt so much, Ada’s feente plea came from behind, stirring
compassion in Jason. After all, in his mind, she was the woman who had bravely shielded him from
a knife attack five years ago, and now she was carrying hisChild Falling to protect her wont be
morally uneptable.
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“Do you realize your mistake” Jason said coldty
“Mistake? Sophie smiled bitterly. My greatest mistake was allowing myself to fall in love with you.
My love for you for eight years remained steadfast, only to be met with betrayal and wounds in
return. Even my innocent children were implicated. I will always carry these lessons Teamed
through pain and tears with me, the reflected, her thoughts consumed by the man standing before
her.
Pushing herself up slowly, she sat upright on the floor. Her eyes devoid of life, the repeated
hoarsely, “She deserves in
Jason felt his temples throb as fury surged within him, clouding his judgment. Giving in to rage, he
raised his foot and delivered a vicious kick to Sophia’s left shoulder. Her heart, already fragile,
struggled to withstand the force of his blow, and she copsed to the ground once more. Waves of
nausea swept over her as blood surged into her throat.
“You better pray that Ada and the baby are unharmed,” Jason warned, his tone dripping with
venom. “Because if anything happens to them, you’ll spend the rest of your life paying for it,” he
hissed.
The man’s cold and stern voice echoed from above her,pelling Sophia to swallow back the
blood rising in her mouth. ‘It’s time for me to let go, she thought, feeling thest embers of affection
in her heart extinguishing
Ada observed Sophia’s despairing expression with satisfaction. ‘I’ve won again, she thought, a
malicious smirk creeping onto her lips.
Her gaze shifted to the crimson stain on the pristine white carpet, silently wishing for a miscarriage.
Finally, she had achieved her objective of ridding herself of the time bomb. “Keeping this child
would only lead to my downfall, she concluded silently.
Jason scooped up Ada and left the living room, leaving Sophia motionless on the floor. Though the
pain in her abdomen had eased, the ache in her heart persisted. She struggled to rise, a silent smile
ying on her lips as she surveyed the room before stumbling toward the exit.
The icy grip of the winter night pierced through her skin, the chilly wind feeling like a blunt knife
against her flesh. Sophia walked alone in the darkness, her stamina dwindling with each step.
Eventually, her strength failed her, and her exhausted body crumpled to the ground. On the verge of
losing consciousness, she faintly glimpsed a pair of polished men’s shoes in her blurry vision,
“Jason, it hurts…” she whispered before sumbing to unconsciousness.
In the hospital’s VIP ward, Jason stood with his hands behind his back, silently gazing at the urban
night scene outside the windows. The man’s stern brows were shrouded inyers of darkness, and
his deep ck eyes were as profound as an abyss.
As he stood there, lost in thought, the scene at the vi yed out in Jason’s mind once again.
Suddenly, he felt his heart tighten, and his hand gradually clenched into a fist. He couldn’t
understand why he hadid a hand on his wife, or any woman for that matter.
Despite harboring long–standing resentment toward her for manipting his grandmother into
pressuring him into marriage, the years of marriage were frank and affectionate, even if loveless.
He pondered, “That kick was too harsh.”
“Mr. Wilson, Miss Ada’s condition is stable now, but she’s showing signs of miscarriage. We need
to be careful in the future,” the attending physician informed him from behind.
The doctor’s voke snapped Jon out of his thoughts. He tightened his clenched fist, turned, and
walked toward Arta’s wed
Inside the ward, Ada weakly leaned against the bed’s headboard, her fierce gare fixed on her
abdomen. Within her eyes simmered a mix of Angus and frustration, a silent storm raging within
her. “Why won’t you just disappear?” she seethed, her thoughtsced with desperation.