Second Chance At Love

Chapter 55

“No, no… Sophia’s tongue was too painful for her to utter a complete sentence.

Luna understood what Sophia meant and quickly rose to her feet, embracing her shoulders for support. “Don’t worry. I’m here. I won’t let him take you away. Don’t be afraid,” Luna reassured her.

Then, Luna turned to Oliver, her voice trembling with sobs. “Mr. Clark, please help her. Jason’s a madman. He’ll torment her to death.”

Oliver looked at the fear on Sophia’s face and felt a twinge of pain in his chest. Perhaps he was wrong; from the start, he shouldn’t have used this poor woman to test Jason’s weakness and limits. Now that the situation had escalated, he certainly wasn’t going to stand by and do nothing

“This hospital is owned by a friend of mine. There’s an underground passage to leave from. Hurry up and pack; I’ll lead you out,” he said.

Although he hated to admit it, Oliver’s influence in Cester City was nowhere near Jason’s. He had always been active in Clumond City, only recently moving his operations to Cester City, where his foundations were not yet firm.

But Jason was different. The Wilson family was the top family in Cester City, with much more resources at their disposal. To protect Sophia, Oliver needed to avoid direct confrontation with Jason.

Five minutes later, Jason and his dozens of bodyguards surrounded the private hospital, sealing it tight. When he kicked open the door of the ward to find it empty, his rage boiled over. “Where did they go? Didn’t I tell you to guard all exits around the clock?”

Aaron stepped forward, uneasily reporting, “They didn’t leave through any known exits; they must have used another hidden passage.”

As soon as Aaron finished, two bodyguards dragged in a high executive of the hospital..

With a fierce kick to the man’s knee, forcing him to kneel, Jason demanded, “Where’s the woman Oliver brought here last night? Where have you hidden her?”

The executive was initially reluctant to speak, but after a few solid punches to his gut from Aaron, he caved in. “Mr. Clark took them through a secret passage. Please don’t hit me.”

Jason leaned forward, grabbing the executive’s collar, his voice seething with anger. “How’s that woman doing?”

Not daring to hesitate, the executive replied with a trembling voice, “Just whip injuries and a bitten tongue. Nothing serious. She’ll recover in a few days.” That was all the information he had; Oliver had withheld the rest.

If Oliver had been more rational and let Jason know about Sophia’s pregnancy and her heart damage, it could have distracted Jason. But Oliver hadn’t gone that route. Some mistakes should only be made once; he wouldn’t use Sophia again.

After learning that Sophia was relatively unharmed, Jason’s anxiety subsided. He let go of the executive and strode out, ordering as he went, “Aaron, muster all our hands in Cester City to find out where Oliver is hiding Sophia. I want answers in three days.”

“Yes,” said Aaron,

Sophia had passed out again on the way from the hospital. By the time she woke up, dusk was approaching.

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The room was unfamiliar, and the garden view from the window was new, Oliver had moved her to a different place.

She’d rather not have any more connections with Oliver. Every time he had helped in the past, he had an agenda. She had wanted to refuse him in the hospital, but unable to speak, she could only watch as Luna let Oliver make decisions for her, then watched Oliver take her away from the hospital. She tried to resist along the way but was too weak and soon passed out.

Just then, the door clicked open, and Oliver walked in from outside, snapping Sophia back to the present. She propped herself up, enduring the pain, and asked with difficulty, “Where’s Luna?”

Oliver’s gaze darkened slightly as he sensed her aloofness and coldness, and he replied evenly, “She had some family issues back in Vayberry, so she left. She asked me to take good care of you.”

Sophia let out a mocking laugh. “How do you plan to use me this time?” Each word sent a jolt of pain through her tongue. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Oliver stepped to the bedside, shrugged nonchalantly, and said lightly, “Haven’t decided yet. We’ll see. With that, his gaze dropped to her flat abdomen before adding, “I’ve arranged an abortion surgery for you,”