Chapter 506
Jason’s eyes darkened as he strode purposefully around the foot of the bed, heading straight for her. “Take back what you just said, he demanded.
Sophia didn’t respond, watching him with a smirk as she slowly retreated under his relentless advance. When her back pressed against the shelving unit, she swiftly grabbed the fruit knife from the nightstand, pointing its sharp tip directly at his chest. “Why should I take it back? Back then, Oliver helped me find a donor, giving me a new life. Now that I’ve devoted myself to him, what right do you have to interfere!”
Jason listened, and he smiled bitterly. He thought, ‘Right, her heart had been found through Oliver’s tireless efforts. What right did I have to stand for their happiness?
However, Jason couldn’t just watch Sophia marry his half–brother. He couldn’t do it. “If you truly want to marry him, you’ll have to step over my dead body,” he said, leaning in abruptly to meet the knife with his chest. The blade sank into his flesh with a sickening sound, and his white shirt was instantly stained with blood, spreading out into a tragic, beautiful pattern.
Sophia’s pupils contracted sharply, and she instinctively let go of the knife handle. She thought, He is mad indeed! There is no way I could outmatch him in sheer determination and recklessness.’
Jason trembled as he gently traced the contours of her cold, delicate features with his hand, smiling as he said, “Sophia if you dare to agree to marry Oliver, I’ll offer my life as a gift to congratulate your wedding
Sophia shut her eyes tightly, trembling with rage. She thought, “He was a scoundrel, a shameless rogue!‘ She had no doubt he was trying to intimidate her. Jason would do anything. Death was a release for him, something he honestly didn’t fear at all
The strong scent of blood filled her nostrils, and a sharp, overwhelming pain spread through her chest, bringing a suffocating sense of dread. “Oliver asked me to have a meal; it was just a simple meal. Are you satisfied now!”
Jason’s gaze softened after seeing her relent, and a nearly deranged smile curled his lips. He seemed oblivious to the pain, leaving the knife embedded in his chest as he slowly reached out, grasping the back of her head and pulling her into his other arm. “Sophia, I’m in much pain. Could you help bandage me up?”
‘He’s insane!‘ Sophia thought, pushing him away forcefully. Perhaps severely wounded, Jason felt his strength waning. He staggered backward, collapsing onto the edge of the bed. More blood gushed from his chest, saturating his shirt.
Sophia remained indifferent, casually picking up a coat from the shelf as she walked towards the door. Jason quickly grabbed her arm, his voice hoarse as he asked, “Do you want to save Lucas or not?” He dared not make the decision himself, fearing her displeasure. If she didn’t want to see Lucas, that gambling addict, anymore, he would order someone to silence him immediately.
Sophia halted her steps, silent momentarily, before speaking coldly, “A leopard can’t change its spots. If we save him this time, he’ll gamble again
next time.”
Jason understood her meaning. “Then order someone to have him crippled,” he replied.
Sophia chuckled dismissively. “That’s your decision. When Lucas seeks revenge in the future, you…”
“I’ll bear that,” Jason continued, “If he wants revenge, he can come directly at me.”
Sophia fell silent, she glanced at Jason’s blood–soaked chest, suppressing the urge to tend to his wounds. After prying his fingers off one by one, she walked away without looking back.
Watching her resolute departure, Jason bitterly smiled. Once, a slight fever or cough would make her fret and wish she could suffer in his place. Now, with a knife in his chest threatening his life, she remained unmoved. Indeed, being favored and loved was the happiest time. Sadly, he realized this too late. Would he ever experience that tenderness and sweetness again in his remaining days!
As Sophia was about to leave the room, Jason, his voice hoarse, said, “Ada is not Timothy’s biological mother.”
Upon hearing this, Sophia abruptly stopped in her tracks.