Chapter 39
Chapter 39
Heartless words always seemed to slip effortlessly from his lips, shattering her heart into pieces.
She clung tightly to his shirt and said through gritted teeth. “Jason, I hate you.”
That what met her deration was his utter madness. As agonizing pain attacked her core, she
instinctively shielded her heart. Her eyes, filled with resentment, seemed to drag him into a
bottomless abyss of suffering from which he could never escape.
Jason, unsettled by her gaze of despair, suddenly covered her eyes, unable to bear the hate
swirling within them. “How does it feelpared to Oliver? Am I making it unforgettable for you?”
he asked.
Sophia’s hand, gripping his shirt, slid down powerlessly. Her entire being was like a puppet with
severed strings, consumed by despair and helplessness. Since she had resolved to hate, she
would not care about the pain he inflicted
Unable to stand her extreme indifference, a viciousness grew in Jason. Only by tormenting her did
he feel that this woman was still his wife, still belonging to him. “Speak up. Who is more
unforgettable, huh?”
Sophia, perceiving his loss of control, gave a wry smile. She wasn’t naive enough to think he was
jealous; his frenzy stemmed from a blow to his male ego, or specifically, her “betrayal had
humiliated him. If this could avenge her, Sophia would ride the wave andpletely trample what
remained of his so–called dignity.
“What do you think! Who is more unforgettablepared to Ada? It’s Ada, right? So, by contrast,
what Oliver has given me, you could never match. Sophia coldly retorted.
Jason’s hand snapped to her neck, and he gripped tightly, cursing through clenched teeth. “Slut.”
Sophiaughed bitterly, her fists clenched, her heart reduced to pieces. She knew that betrayal
among adults invariably led to mutual destruction- Jason hurt her in body and soul and she
wounded his dignity. This exchange of torment, this cycle of pain, was only fair.
“Sophia, wake up. Come on quit ying dead.” Jason’s angry shouts reached her ears. Sophia’s
heavy eyelids flickered as waves of dizziness overwhelmed her. Her consciousness began to slip
away, and her eyes closed, plunging her into endless darkness. If not for her unfulfilled vengeance,
she would have wished to sleep forever, never to awaken.
Jason, witnessing her pallor, felt a wave of foreboding. The scent of blood filled the car, and on
instinct, he looked down to see a shocking stain of red. In near panic, he released her. ‘Her period
was over, wasn’t it? Why is there still bleeding?‘ he thought anxiously.
Recalling her fragile fallopian tubes and uterus, he felt as if struck by lightning. After frantically
adjusting his clothes, he lifted the partition and bellowed to the driver. “Head to the medical room at
Wilson Mansion.”
Just five minutes earlier, the security office at Wilson Mansion had received an anonymous
package designated for Cam.
Now, Cam flipped through photos extracted from the package. Her well–maintained face
contorted with rage.
The photos showed Jason carrying Sophia, dressed in a men’s nightshirt, from Oliver’s vi–an
affair in for anyone to see.
“This shameless bitch, flirting with another man outside and getting caught in the act by her
husband,” cursed Cam
Ada craned her neck to see, her lips curling into a malicious smile. “Did Sophiatch onto some
rich guy? It’s not surprising; she’s always been gold digger. Her betrayal of Jason to throw herself
into the arms of another man is hardly shocking
Furious, Cam tossed the photos onto the coffee table with disdain. “That despicable slut,” she
spat.
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Just then, Eve entered with the news. “Mrs. Cam, Mr. Jason has returned with an unconscious
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Cam stood abruptly, snatching the photos from the table before striding toward the medical
room.
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