Chapter 481

Chapter 481 Jason, seeing Sophia stir, quickly hid the scanner behind him and watched her with a nervous expression. Her body was trembling slightly, her delicate brows knitted together tightly. She seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, her hands raised and flailing aimlessly in the air.

“Child, my child...” Sophia’s anguished murmurs echoed in the quiet room, siark and jarring. Whatever she was dreaming, it was causing her to tremble more violently, her hands waving more frantically. Jason immediately got back into bed, gently pulling her into his arms. “Sophia, wake up. Wake up.”

Jason couldn’t think about the laser tracker now; Sophia’s current state was too strange. He needed to wake her up quickly. Her fingers grabbed wildly, clutching his pajamas like it was her last lifeline. “Child, save my child.”

Earlier, Jason hadn’t heard Sophia’s murmur of “child” clearly. Now, hearing her say “Save my child,” his heart leaped into his throat. Her voice was filled with such pain and helplessness, not the reaction one would expect from a normal abortion.

“Could there be more to the story of the twins‘ death?‘ with this thought, Jason held Sophia tightly, gently patting her back and hoarsely asking. What happened to the children? Sophia, tell me what happened to our children?”

Jason had never truly believed Sophia had aborted their children. Despite all he had put her through, she had never considered terminating the pregnancy. Later, when she faked her death to escape him, she gained her freedom. She had no reason to harm two innocent babies. Besides, the twins had already formed. She longed to be a mother, so she would never have killed them.

“Sophia, tell me. Maybe I can save our children.” Jason admitted that it was somewhat shameful to coax answers from her while she was semi- conscious. But he only dared to ask in such a state. Once she woke up, he wouldn’t have the courage to bring up the past “Child, my child...” Sophia continued to murmur in agony, her eyes tightly shut, yet tears flowed like a broken dam.

Jason felt her profound sorrow and despair, pressing warm kisses on her forehead, nose, and cheeks. His lips left a trail of tender pain. “What happened to the children? Sophia, tell me what happened to the children!”

Sophia seemed to be under his spell, gripping his robe tightly and muttering unconsciously, “Died at birth. Dead. Congenital deformities. Sick, and she’s going to die.”

The first part seemed to indicate their firstborn had died at birth. The latter part likely referred to Sweety being born with congenital disabilities, and now suffering from leukemia, close to death. But Jason was bewildered by Sophia’s words. The terms “died at birth,” “dead,” and “deformities” were like sharp blades, tearing at his heart.

What has this woman gone through? What have our children gone through? Jason wondered. At this moment, he hated himself for being kept in the dark, knowing nothing. He hated even more that he had hurt Sophia so deeply, rendering him no right to ask her these questions when she was awake.

‘Died at birth. Deformities, Jason pondered. He suddenly remembered giving Sophia contraceptives for two years and throwing her to the ground. several times during her early pregnancy. “Could it be that the children developed abnormally because of this, leading to congenital deformities: and eventually death? thinking and realizing this, Jason’s heart was filled with panic. He wondered if he was the one who caused the death of their children. “Sophia, where are they now!”