Chapter 89


    Chapter 89


    The flimsy paper felt like a dagger when it pped against Sophia’s cheek. Her eyes darted down


    to the scattered pages–the so–called “Investigation results.” A bitterugh escaped her lips. Two


    days ago, she’d secretly booked an appointment with a private doctor. The n? To terminate the


    pregnancy, then strategically drop the bombshell on Jason, dealing him the ultimate blow. But Ada,


    that viper, had exploited the loophole. The report nowbeled the doctor a “perfumer skilled in


    concocting poisonous mists.” There was no way to clear her


    name.


    Jason, convinced of her guilt in Alison’s poisoning, had locked onto this “evidence.” But exining


    the truth wouldn’t matter. He wouldn’t listen anyway. “You already think I poisoned Alison. What’s


    the point of denying it? Fine, have it your way. I confess”


    Jason’s hand shot out, seizing her by the throat, his face darkening with a chilling intensity that


    radiated from his eyes. Sophia’s throat.row from the earlier struggle, ripped open again, sending a


    fresh wave of crimson cascading down her chin. The sight sent Jason’s pupils reeling “What’s…


    what’s wrong with you?”


    His fleeting panic ignited a spark in Sophia’s once–dead eyes. This man, a walking contradiction–


    ruthless one moment, inexplicably worried the next. “If I told you I’m dying,” she rasped, “would you


    still throw me in prison?”


    The hand around her throat tightened. So, fear of her death was what flickered behind his cold


    exterior. Well, that made things easier. She couldn’t control anything else, but at least she could


    hold the reins on her own worthless life.


    Jason stared at her, his jaw clenched and brow furrowed. “If you breathe another word about ‘death,


    I’ll break your damn legs Abruptly, he released her, stalking towards the sofa area. “Sophia Taylor,”


    he dered, his voiceced with disgust, “has proven herself devoid of human decency. Scheming


    to poison Alison, she’s unfit for any position in this house. I’m calling awyer tomorrow to start


    divorce proceedings. As of today, she is no longer a member of the Wilson family, and all past


    grievances are settled.”


    Cam’s initial excitement at his first half of the speech curdled into a grimace at hisst sentence.


    What was this boy ying at? Was he using divorce as a shield from prison time? “Absolutely not!


    This woman poisoned Alison! She needs to be punished!”


    Jason shot her a cold, hostile re. “This is an order, not a request for your approval.”


    “You…” Cam sputtered, her body trembling with rage. But a sly thought slithered into her mind.


    Getting rid of that woman with a divorce wasn’t the worst oue. As long as she was out, it


    worked. “Are you sure about the divorce?”


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    Jason nced back at his wife, her face a nk canvas. No flicker of emotion betrayed her feelings


    about his proposal. A knot of dread tightened in his gut. ‘Did I just hand her the divorce she’s been


    craving?” he thought cynically. ‘Let her enjoy that smug satisfaction for now. Even divorced, she


    won’t slip out of my grasp that easily.


    “Steward,” hemanded, “arrange for thewyer to be at the mansion first thing tomorrow


    morning to handle the necessary paperwork”


    Relief washed over Cam’s face. When the steward confirmed, she barked at the surrounding


    bodyguards, “Escort this woman off the Wilson property.”


    Jason frowned, his gaze snagging on the blood staining his wife’s chin. Throwing Sophia out like


    trash in the dead of night wouldn’t do. She’d freeze to death. The mere thought of it sent a


    suffocating tightness to his chest. “Hold on,” he interjected. “There’s paperwork tomorrow. She can


    stay one more night.”


    Cam opened her mouth to argue, but Jason cut her off. “Aaron,” he addressed another guard,


    “Take Sophia back to my room,”


    Sophia watched as the mother and son exchanged words, a bittersweetugh bubbling up inside


    her. After four years of marriage, she was battered and broken, while he was about to have a child


    with his first love. This gamble had cost her everything.


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    Chapter 89


    Later that night.


    After soaking in a hot bath for an hour, the chill finally started to fade. Sophia dressed and walked


    out, the silence of the room setting around her. Sitting by the bed, her eyes fell on the closed


    nightstand drawer. A memory sparked. She strode over, flipped open the drawer, and retrieved the


    velvet box nestled inside. It held a men’s ring. The marriage was over. Yet, he clung to the ring, a


    cold, metallic reminder of her


    folly.


    Just as she raised her hand, a stern voice suddenly came from the door, “What are you doing? Put


    it down immediately”