Chapter 7
Sophia’s unease deepened as she found herself trapped in Ada’s unsettling grin, and a feeling of foreboding crept over her like a shadow. What could this woman possibly mean?” she wondered, her mind racing with apprehension.
Before Sophia could voice her query, Ada sighed and softly said, “Your baby, it shouldn’t have met its end.”
The words hit Sophia like a physical blow. Her eyes widened in shock, and she staggered backward, her world momentarily tipping off balance.
“What does she mean by that? Could it be… A dreadful realization clawed its way into Sophia’s mind, a surge of emotions threatening to overwhelm her, leaving her gasping for air,
Sophia fought to control the rising tide of panic, her jaw clenching as she fixed Ada with a fierce glare, her voice trembling as she demanded, “Did you manipulate the doctor into falsifying my pregnancy test results? Did you orchestrate the loss of my child and the damage to my body?”
Ada’s smirk twisted into a cruel sneer, her words dripping with malice as she taunted, “Isn’t the plan a stroke of genius? Now, you won’t be able to conceive Jason’s child.”
“You wicked woman!” Sophia’s voice thundered as her hand instinctively lashed out, the sound of her slap echoing through the spacious
room.
Ada collapsed to the ground like a puppet with severed strings. “Oh, my stomach… it hurts so much!” she cried out, clutching her abdomen and writhing in pain.
Sophia stared at Ada in disbelief, her mind struggling to comprehend her own actions. Only the tingling sensation in her palm confirmed her recent deed
“Mr. Wilson, you’ve arrived,” the maid announced. “Please come in and check on Miss Ada quickly. Miss Sophia struck her, and it seemed quite forceful,” she reported from the doorway.
I
Jason ignored the maid’s words and walked toward Ada, who lay on the floor. With each step, his anger seemed to crystallize the air, sending a shiver through the room.
Ada’s cries intensified as Jason approached. “Jason, my baby! Our baby…”
The once pristine white carpet now bore a harrowing crimson stain.
Jason reached Ada swiftly, gathering her into his arms. Though uncertain about the unborn child, he couldn’t stand by while Sophia inflicted harm upon Ada.
“I’ll take you to the hospital. The baby will be fine. Please, don’t cry,” Jason assured her.
Ada buried her face against his chest, her sobs mingling with accusations. “Sophia’s slap was brutal. I hit the ground hard, Jason. My chest… it hurts so much, my stomach, my heart…
Jason’s gaze darkened as it fell upon Ada’s left chest. Gently releasing her, he stood, his attention shifting to Sophia, who was watching them coldly. “You knew she was pregnant, and her heart was fragile from the injury previously. How can you be so cruel to your sister?”
Sophia locked eyes with the furious man. Words hovered on her lips, on t
the verge of escaping. She yearned to disclose that she had been the
1/2
16:51 Sun, 23 Jon GB G
Chapter T
one to save him all those years ago. And she longed to expose the truth about the miscarriage two years prior, asserting the injustice of their daughter’s death.
There was also the matter of her own pregnancy and that her time was slipping away.
She deserved it,” she asserted stubbornly, met only with his brutal slap.
Her cheek stung with searing pain, her fragile heart buckling beneath her weight. She collapsed to the ground, the impact resonating through her body. A sharp, stabbing ache surged through her abdomen, eclipsing even the pain in her chest.
“My child… Sophia’s scream echoed within her.
Instinctively, she reached out to cradle her flat abdomen, her shoulders trembling violently. Beads of sweat formed on her brow, highlighting her pale complexion.
Jason stood there, momentarily stunned by his own actions. A flicker of panic flashed in his cold, somber–looking eyes.
“Did I just hit her?‘ he questioned himself, His hand, which had struck her, was now hanging limply at his side, fingers trembling with remorse toward his wife.
SEND GIFT
