Chapter 11
Chapter 11
Sophia’s request for him to give up on Ada’s baby was simply a tactic to coerce him into agreeing to
the divorce. She understood that Ada and the unborn baby held immense value, making him
unlikely toply.
As Jason’splexion paled in response to her proposal, Sophia’s instinct instantly confirmed her
beliefs.
Memories of the brutal p fromst night flooded her mind, prompting her to distance herself from
him instinctively. “Why? nning to p me again?” Sophia retorted.
A weight settled in Jason’s chest as he watched Sophia pull away from him. He closed his eyes
briefly, suppressing the emotions raging within him, before addressing her in a softened tone, “She
sustained severe heart damage while saving me and has remained fragile since then. The doctor
warned that a miscarriage could irreversibly harm her. Do you wish to kill her, Sophia?”
“I assure you, once the child is born, we will raise it as our own. This way, you won’t have to risk
your life with IVF,” Jason added.
Upon hearing his words, Sophia felt a surge of conflicting emotions. She wanted tough at the
absurdity of his proposal, yet her heart ached with a profound sadness. Despite having already
guessed his intentions, hearing them articted by him felt surreal and heart–wrenching.
“I think it’s better for Ada to just rece me so the child can be out in the public openly in the future,
Sophia said.
Jason’s expression hardened, a coldness settling over his features. “Let me be clear,” he started. “I
will not agree to this divorce. The Wilson Group is in the midst of finalizing a major international
project. If news of our divorce were to surface, the repercussions would be catastrophic.”
“Oh, so that’s the rationale behind his objection?” Sophia thought, skepticism creeping in. “No, it
can’t be that simple. If Ada were to step into my role now, the public would undoubtedly condemn
her for shamelessly breaking up someone else’s marriage. He just wants to preserve the facade of
our marriage to protect his reputation and his past me.”
With that realization sinking in, Sophia slowly began to retreat from him. “Then let’s proceed with
the legal proceedings,” she stated firmly.
Growing impatient, Jason seized Sophia’s wrist abruptly, his grip tight and unforgiving. “How long do
you think your father can survive without my assistance?” he uttered, a sharp edge to his voice.
Sophia’s eyes widened in disbelief as fear coursed through her veins. “Y–You’re threatening to cut
off my father’s medication?” she stammered, her voice trembling with uncertainty.
With a sudden, forceful motion, Jason threw her onto the sofa, looming over her with an intimidating
presence. “It’s not just about your father’s medical expenses,” he retorted coldly. “Your brother owes
billions in gambling debts. If it weren’t for my help, do you think they would still be alive today?”
Sophia huddled on the sofa, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, seeking sce from the pain
that gripped her chest. “We can handle the proceedings privately,” she offered weakly, her voice
barely above a whisper.
Ignoring her, Jason took out his phone and dialed his assistant’s number. “Notify the Rodham
Nightclub,” he instructed, his tone unwavering “They have free rein to collect Lucas Taylor’s debts
by any means, even killing…
Before he couldplete his directive, Sophia‘ snatched the phone from his grasp, her desperation
driving her to take action.
Confronted with Jason’s menacing tactic of using her family’s safety as leverage, Sophia felt
compelled to yield. “I won’t bring up divorce again, just promise not to hurt my family.”
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As Jason observed the shattered look in her eyes, his heart sank. He grew concerned at the sight of
her pale and fragile appearance. “Are you alright? You…” he asked, his tone soft.
Before he couldplete his question, Sophia defiantly tossed his phone onto the table and strode
toward the staircase.
As Jason watched her diminishing figure ascend the stairs, he was gripped by an unsettling feeling
that she could slip away from him at any
moment.
In the dimming evening light, Sophia stirred from her nap. As she sat up, a soft knock echoed
through the room. “Come in,” she called out, her voice stillced with drowsiness.
The door creaked open, and her maid stood at the door respectfully. “Madam, Mrs. Alison Wilson is
here. She’s been waiting downstairs for over half an hour,” she informed.
Sophia hurriedly swung her legs off the bed, questioning, “Why didn’t youe up earlier to inform
me?” Her haste caused her to stumble slightly, but she managed to regain her bnce by grasping
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“I instructed them not to disturb your rest,” came the aged voice from the doorway. “Sophia, are you
feeling alright? You look rather pale.” Sophia made her way over to Alison, her movements
unsteady. She gently smiled and reassured Alison, “I’m alright, Grandma. Please don’t worry.”
Alison scrutinized her with a critical eye, her tone gruff. “Considering recent events, it’s hard to
believe you’re truly alright.”
Sophia remained silent, guiding Alison to a nearby seat before broaching a question that had
lingered in her mind for years. “Grandma, why did you insist on Jason marrying me all those years
ago? There must have been a reason, right?”
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