Chapter 291 How could Jason have known that beneath her flawless exterior lay a heart riddled with wounds?
This stab would undoubtedly become his most terrifying nightmare, forever haunting him and depriving him of peace day and night.
As he watched Sophia collapse towards the ground, Jason hurriedly reached out to catch her, his voice hoarse, âI knew my limits. You wonât be harmedâ
Sophia leaned against him, looking up at him. The hope in her eyes gradually dimmed, and her eyes began to dilate Sophia never wanted to die by his hand, to spare him the extra pain, But Jason showed no mercy and did it himself, so he deserved to spend the rest of his life trapped in the despair of having killed her with his own hands.
Jason, we were once married. For the sake of the child, live well. Donât haunt me even in the underworld,â said Sophia Her voice grew weaker, her breath fading away but by bir Jason was thoroughly panicked, staring at her helplessly, muttering incessantly, âNo, Itâs Just a superficial wound. You will be fine.
Sophiaâs hand slowly fell, and her eyelids, barely held up, finally closed.
Before her consciousness completely faded, she said, âTromise me, live well.â
Only by living could Jason endure the torment of pain, struggling in endless despair for the rest of his life.
Jason stared blankly as her arm slipped. It took him several seconds to snap out of it He shook her body frantically, his voice trembling and hourse as he said, âSophia, wake up. Wake up!â
Aaron quickly stepped forward and checked for Sophiaâs breath.
She was not breathing.
Aaron couldnât believe it, checking again for several more seconds. Still no breathing.
How was this possiblet The depth of the stab Jason made was similar to Adaâs wound.
Ada was still fine, resting in Rogerâs arms, neither unconscious nor in critical condition. How could Sophia be dead?
âMr. Wilson, Mrs. Wilson has died, Aaron said.
The moment these words were spoken, everyone in the room was stunned.
Ada observed Aaronâs expression carefully. Seeing that he didnât seem to be lying, her heart began to race.
The wound was painful, but it couldnât surpass the joy brought by Sophiaâs death Ada thought, âThe bitch has actually died?
She recalled that Sophia had sustained severe heart injuries five years ago and had barely recovered after five or six months of rest Perhaps Jasonâs stab had hit Sophiaâs old wound, triggering a latent issue from five years ago.
If that was the case, then her death was explainable.
Ada really didnât expect such a small scheme could cost Sophiaâs life.
seemed like fate favored her.
Originally, she only hoped Sophia would end up in prison, find a way to get rid of the two bastards in her womb.
But Jasonâs stab had taken three lives at on once.
If it werenât for the wrong setting, she wouldâve laughed out loud.
Adathought. âThat birch Sophia is finally deadl 2:18 PM ·
Chapter 291 er Roger looked at Sophia lying in the pool of blood with mixed feelings.
For some reason, his chest felt uncomfortably heavy.
Could it be that the pressure he applied led to Sophiaâs death, causing him to feel guilty!
He hadnât expected things to turn out this way.
Jasonâs stab, though seemingly fierce, wasnât deep enough to be fatal.
Yet, Sophia was dead.
Jason stared blankly for a long while before snapping out of his intense panic.
He looked at Aaron, his voice trembling as he asked, âWhat... What did you just say?â
Aaron pressed his lips together.
Even he couldnât accept it, let alone Jason, who was deeply in love with Sophia. It was natural for him to instinctively evade it.