Chapter 511

Chapter 511 If he had died, wouldn’t that have been a release? Wasn’t that what he had been longing for! For years, Jason had yearned for death day and night, but he had never found a reason to break his promises. Now that he had finally found a loophole, shouldn’t he have seized the opportunity!

Sophia exerted all her strength in the living room to push Oliver away. Her gaze remained cold and devoid of anger as she calmly spoke, “Oliver Clark, you’ve taken this act a bit too far. With that said, she stood up and straightened her disheveled clothes hastily.

Oliver leaned back on the other side of the couch, shrugged, and turned his head slowly towards the window. “It worked pretty well. That bastard is unconscious again, coughing up blood.”

Sophia looked at him intently, then walked outside. “Please keep my true identity for now.”

Watching her walk away, asked hoarsely, “Do you still love him?”

As Sophia walked on, she remarked, The greatest pain in this world is to live a life worse than death. He deserves to have 1. it.

Oliver fell silent, smiled bitterly, and thought, “Was it truly just about revenge? I doubted it. Love etches the heart, and hatred sears the soul- neither easily abandoned.”

After pacing out of the living room, Sophia cast a cold glance at Jason, who was half–lying on the floor. The overhead light cast a stark illumination on the surrounding bloodstains. Watching this scene unfold, she was reminded of herself five years ago.

Indeed, those who are more ruthless could always detach themselves, leaving behind those covered in scars. Perhaps this was the cycle of bad things done!

*Please come quickly to see Mr. Wilson. He seems to have stopped breathing again,” Aaron urgently called to Sophia. Sophia ignored him and walked straight to the parking spot. Inside the car, seeing Aaron still foolishly attempting first aid, Sophia remarked casually, “If you don’t come in now, be prepared to arrange his funeral.”

Ada was seated on the couch in the Watson Viridian Garden, taking a phone call. It was from Roger.

“Ada, why are you so stubborn? Jason doesn’t love you. Using tricks to force him into marriage won’t end well for you. Listen to my advice, and stay quietly at home. As long as Timothy is around, Jason won’t harm you. But no one can save you if you insist on crossing his bottom line. Your fate: will be very tragic.”

Ada felt impatient with his chatter. She pondered, ‘Did he think he was my father? He was like a homeless man, a fallen president without power and status. Relying on Oliver, the legitimate son of the Wilson family, for support, what right did he have to control me?”

“Are you suggesting that I deserve to struggle and survive like this for the rest of my life?” Ada asked.

“That’s not what I meant Roger was coughing violently as he spoke. He had lung cancer, not yet in its late stages, but it wouldn’t be a long road ahead. Ada was his daughter with his late wife, the one he couldn’t bear to let go. But Ada wouldn’t listen to reason. She even wanted to manipulate Jason into marrying her. “Ada, listen to your father’s advice. Jason is cunning, with deep schemes. You can’t outwit him. Even though he’s agreed to marry you now, it might just be a trap he’s set. Don’t let this illusion blind you.”

Ada was annoyed by his coughing and quickly ended the call after a few casual responses. Though Roger’s response was lengthy, it contained some truth. Ada pondered, ‘Could Jason have set a trap for me to fall into? No, I couldn’t let that happen. I will find him tomorrow and pressure him into officially marrying me. It will be best with legal recognition!

With that thought, she quickly dialed a number. “Get in touch with the person in charge of the City Hall. Have them ready to come over tomorrow to process the marriage license for Jason and me.”

“Okay,” the other party replied.

Cody visited the hospital the next day to check on Jason and brought news about Luna’s whereabouts.