Second Chance At Love

Chapter 35

The cold wind whistled past her ears, a strong sensation of weightlessness overcoming her as she instinctively reached out to grab something in the void, but there was nothing to grasp.

The steps were so high that even a healthy person could be gravely injured from a fall, let alone someone as frail and close to death as her.

A bitter smile spread across her lips as she resignedly closed her eyes. ‘Fate is indeed cruel, denying me even these last moments. It looks like I have to leave this world with regrets and resentment, she thought.

However, just as she was about to hit the ground, a tall figure burst from the donation facility, reached her at the top of the steps in a flash, and barely caught her waving arm in mid–air. The next second, Sophia fell into a broad embrace. A familiar scent enveloped her; before she could even

open

her eyes, her first instinct was to break free.

“Stay still,” the man’s deep voice commanded from above, resounding with an unmistakable authority.

Sophia quickly opened her eyes and met his gaze coldly. “Are you following me?” She couldn’t figure out how he appeared time and again to save her if it wasn’t for him tailing her.

Oliver raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over her pale face. Noticing she looked worse, he frowned and thought, “She seemed to be recovering when she left the villa, didn’t she? How did she end up looking like this again in just a few days?

It seems Jason is truly heartless. He’s got you so worn out, and here you are, having to sort out your own affairs for after you’re gone, Oliver said, his voice dripping with sarcasin

Sophia struggled out of his hold and took several steps back, eyeing him warily. “Mr. Clark, I’ve told you before. We can’t work together. I hope you stop coming to me and we don’t bother each other.”

Oliver approached her, cornering her against the wall before saying in a lazy tone, “Who said I’m following you? I’m here to look for someone. I just happened to see you. With that, he leaned in slowly, the heat from his breath spreading across Sophia’s neck, making her uneasy.

She tilted her head slightly to increase the distance between them and sneered “Looking for someone? This place is full of dead bodies. What person could you be looking for?” She felt Oliver was approaching her with a hidden purpose, seeking to gain something from her.

Oliver wanted to explain, but then he hesitated, swallowing his words. He couldn’t reveal too much about the task entrusted to him in Clumond City to find the missing daughter of a top family. He had to act cautiously.

“Fine, if you say so. But since we’ve met now, you should come with me to the doctor for treatment,” said Oliver.

Sophia glared at him, then pushed him away forcefully and headed toward the stairs. She was moving too fast and collided with a burly man who pushed hard against her left shoulder, pulling her old heart wound. Overwhelmed with sharp pain, she stumbled backward, coughing as blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

At the sight of the blood, the burly man cursed at his bad luck and hurried into the hall.

Seeing the blood on her lips, Oliver narrowed his eyes and reached out to catch her wavering figure and picked her up.

Sophia tried to struggle, but Oliver pinned her down firmly. “Stop moving, or I’ll just leave you alone here,” he threatened.

Sophia moved her lips as if to reply, but another wave of agonizing pain hit her, and she blacked out,

At Wilson Group, inside the CEO’s office, Jason sat exhausted on his sofa, massaging his throbbing temples,

Just then, Eric strode in. “Mr. Wilson, Mr. Evans said that if the Wilson Group wants in on a deal with Watson Group, there’s one condition.

Jason paused his massaging, furrowing his brows. “What’s the condition?”

Eric hesitated, gathering his courage before saying, “He wants Mrs. Sophia to spend a night with him Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.