Chapter 47 When Jason saw this scene, it looked as if Sophia and George were entwined in a tender moment, leaving him feeling like the third wheel. The sight of her misty eyes pushed Jason to the edge, and he suddenly stood up.
âSheâs willing, so thereâs no need for me to stay, he thought to himself.
*George, enjoy your evening. I need to step out and take care of some personal business. Weâll talk later,â he said before he hurried out with uneven steps Sophiaâs eyes widened in fear, and she struggled instinctively, âJason, donât leave...â But her plea was mulled as George covered her mouth with his hand, silencing her. She could only watch helplessly as Jason disappeared from sight.
He left without looking back, leaving her in her dire situation without hesitation or pity.
The heavy door closed with a final sound, cutting off Sophiaâs last hope of escape.
There was a sharp slap across the room, and Sophiaâs face bore the brunt of Georgeâs powerful hand, sending her crashing to the floor.
She collapsed, the intense pain spreading from where her chest hit the hard floor, blood trickling from the comer of Ther mouth. The acute pain radiated to her limbs, and she scraped at the floor with her nails, trying to distract herself from the pain in her chest, but it only intensified her suffering Georgeâs face (wisted into a perverse smile as he crouched down and tightened his grip on her chin while yanking her hair, forcing her to him. âDid you ever think youâd end up in my hands after you and my fiancée sent me to prison, tarnishing my perfect life?â he taunted.
look at With pain so overwhelming, fear left Sophia, and she looked at George with a faint smile. âYou had a fiancée, so why bother with me? Itâs your Own fault, you know. George, do as you will with me now. Thereâs no need for such humiliation.
âAm I the one humiliating you? George sneered. âIt was your husband who tired of you and delivered you to my bed for his interestâ He contemptuously patted Sophiaâs slapped cheek with a perverse smile, his eyes lighting up with excitement. âWhen I pursued you, you claimed to have a beloved. Donât tell me it was Jason, the same man who would trade his wifeâs body for business gain?â
His mocking words cut deep, and Sophia violently broke free from his grasp, turning away to vomit blood. The more pre truth it in his words, the more they wounded.
Sheâd once rejected George, claiming she had found the very best man in the world, but that guy i just doubleâcrossed and stomped all over her.
Catching sight of her coughing up blood ramped up Georgeâs excitement; the sight of tha that red stirred up a rough streak in him.
âWell, if Mr. Wilson has given you to me, I wonât hold back. Mark this night, sweetheart. Itâs gonna be savagely unforgettable,â he said, slowly unding the buckle and pulling his belt from the loops of his pants, 11:54 AM O