Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 13
Despite her feelings of resignation toward death after enduring hurt and disappointment, Sophia’s maternal instincts
stirred within her at the thought of the innocent life growing inside her. While she had contemplated death as a
potential solution, she couldn’t ignore the tiny spark of hope for the unborn baby’s survival.
Sophia remained resolute in her decision to keep the baby, regardless of the circumstances. As she contemplated the
possibility of her unborn child being a reincarnation of her deceased daughter, she couldn’t fathom the idea of
terminating its life once again.
“You don’t have a say in this.” Jason’s voice was cold and relentless over the phone. “You have half an hour. If you
don’t come to the hospital, don’t blame me for bringing the doctors to draw blood from you forcibly.” With that, he hung
up, leaving Sophia stunned and overwhelmed by a surge of pain.
Clutching her chest, Sophia felt as if her heart was being squeezed. Her phone slipped from her trembling fingers,
landing on the floor with a loud thud. It felt like it had landed on her heart, exacerbating the sense of suffocation
engulfing her.
Gritting her teeth against the pain, she instinctively cradled her belly, finding solace in the connection to her child amid
the turmoil of despair and agony.
Half an hour passed quickly, and Sophia heard a commotion outside. She thought Jason had arrived with the doctors to
take blood from her, so she struggled to climb out of bed. “Everything will be fine. Sophia, don’t cry,” she tried calming
herself.
The door creaked open,
but to So
Sophia’s surprise, it wasn’t Jason who entered the room. It was her mother, Claire Taylor.
Startled by her mother’s sudden appearance, Sophia blurted out, “Mom, what are you doing here?”
Claire’s expression hardened into a sneer as she confronted her daughter, paying no heed to Sophia’s pallor. “I heard you
attacked Ada last night, nearly killing her. Sophia, have you lost your mind? You know how much Jason cares for her. How could
you dare to harm her?”

Hope faded from Sophia’s eyes as the urge to seek solace in her mother’s embrace evaporated. She had momentarily forgotten
her mother’s harsh and materialistic nature.
“This is between me and Ada. Please stay out of it, Sophia asserted firmly.
Claire glared at Sophia as she seized her arm and forcefully pulled her toward the door. “I heard about Ada needing a blood
transfusion. You refused, and now Jason is furious. You will apologize and do as he says...”
But Sophia interrupted, wrenching her arm free and stepping back, her voice charged with emotion. “Why should I donate blood
to her? She intruded into my marriage with Jason and got pregnant. She should be the one repenting, not me!”
Claire’s suppressed anger erupted at Sophia’s words. “You’re being foolishi Ada is now Jason’s pet. If you don’t comply, what will
become of you? And if it weren’t for your infertility over the past four years, would Ada have had the chance to cozy up to your
husband so easily? Jason is threatening to cut off support for your father and brother if you don’t donate blood.”
“Not this again!‘ Sophia thought, shutting her eyes and trembling slightly. ‘Do they want me dead?‘
“Mom, I’ve been very unwell lately. Donating blood might kill me. I’m dying!” Sophia screamed out loud, her voice filled with
desperation, on the verge of collapse.
Witnessing Sophia’s desperation, Claire hesitated to apply further pressure and opted for a gentler approach. She lowered
herself to her knees in front of Sophia. “Sophia, please, I beg you. We cannot afford the consequences of angering Jason.”
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Sophia’s legs gave out, causing her to collapse to the floor. A bitter smile formed when she realized nobody would
concern themselves with her fate. Even if she claimed her death was imminent, nobody would believe her.
When Sophia arrived at the hospital, she learned Jason had rushed to the office to address urgent matters.
Feeling a wave or relief wash over her, Sophia acknowledged that avoiding Jason was probably for the best. The mere
sight of the face she had secretly admired for eight years caused her body to ache so intensely that she felt suffocated.
If given the choice, she would never want to lay eyes on him again for the rest of her life.

The doctor had drawn more than a pint of blood from Sophia, an ordeal akin to traversing the gates of hell for her
already severely weakened body. Despite several attempts to rise from her seat by bracing herself against the table,
she succumbed to intense dizziness each time.
As footsteps echoed in the room, Sophia struggled to lift her head, only to find Ada, dressed in hospital attire,
emerging from behind, clutching the bottle of blood.
Sophia’s gaze turned icy as she watched Ada casually approach a potted plant, leisurely unscrewing the bottle cap.