Second Chance At Love

Chapter 115

Chapter 115

Jennifer did not take the photo. She just lowered her head and looked at the photo in the man’s hand. What she saw was a woman in mald’s attire who was about thirty years old.

She moved her gaze upward, and it landed on the woman’s face. A sense of familiarity then washed over her.

She thought, ‘It’s indeed Arya, my hometown friend. Back then, it was through this woman’s matchmaking that I was able to marry Terence as i wished. It was also precisely because of this connection that I reluctantly took her in when she cto seek shelter carrying a child.”

“I, I’m just an ordinary acquaintance of hers,” she said. “We’re not close. We haven’t been in contact for over twenty years. If she has done something wrong outside, you should find her family. You shouldn’t cto disturb me.”

The man in black tapped the table and said indifferently, “My focus is not on Arya, but on the child she brought over. Tell me. Where is that baby girl now?”

At the end of his remark, his voice suddenly rose, scaring Jennifer.

Not having figured out the other party’s background, she did not dare to make unfounded statements. She was afraid that she would attract

sfatal consequences.

She thought, “if the baby girl is a jinx and they are looking for me! to root out the problem, wouldn’t the Taylor family, who knows about the situation, be silenced?‘

At the thought of this, she trembled all over, feeling a chill running down her spine and quickly spreading throughout her body.

She thought, I can’t say. Fabsolutely can’t say.

“Ar–Arya did bring a child to seek shelter fromback then, but she left after staying for a few days,” Jennifer said. “She hasn’t contactedagain all these years.”

“Is that so?” the man in black said, suddenly smiling. A cold glint flashed across his eyes. “I heard that your daughter, Ada, is exactly twenty- six years old this year.”

“No,” Jennifer said. She hurriedly shook her head, her head shaking like a tambourine.

1. ne. “She’s no

not my daughter. She’s not my daughter.”

At this point, she vaguely felt that something was wrong and explained anxiously, “I said that baby girl is not my daughter. My daughter is the one I gave birth to. That baby girl is not my daughter.”

She inadvertently becmore entangled in the situation as she explained.

The man in black slowly took back the photo. Looking at her panicked expression, he basically determined that the baby girl was at the Taylor family’s home.

“Even if she is not there, they must know her whereabouts, he thought.

“Whether or not that baby girl is your daughter, your words don’t matter,” the man said. “I investigate all the daughters of the Taylor family, whether they are from the main line or branch lines.”

Jennifer’s face turned pale. She thought, “If only I hadn’t let Claire’s family adopt that unlucky star back then. Now trouble has cknocking on our door, and the whole Taylor family will suffer. No. I have to go talk to Ada. I tell her about this and let her make a decision

She said, “…I have something else to attend to, so I’ll leave first.”

With that said, she suddenly stood up and rushed out of the private room, stumbling as she went

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After the man in black watched her leave, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number.

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“Ms. Watson, I’ve already asked around,” the man said. “The baby girl is at the Taylor family’s home. As for whether it’s Ada, I’m not sure yet. We need further confirmation.”

Renee’s calm and composed voice cfrom the receiver. “I’ll keep Oliver busy for two days,” she said. “You hurry up with the investigation. Once you have the results, Informfirst, and follow my instructions,”

“Alright,” the man said. “And the payment.”

“Don’t worry,” Renee said. “Once this is done, you’ll get it.”

At the entrance of Classa Garden, Sophia got out of the taxi. After her feet touched the ground, she turned to the driver and said, “Please wait a moment. I need stto tidy up my things.”

The driver looked at the watch on his wrist and began to bargain. “Then your fare has to be charged by the hour,” he said. “Otherwise, it’ll be a loss forto wait like this.”

Sophia smiled and nodded.

She didn’t find him mundane. Neither did she consider him a person who prioritized practical interests. Instead, she felt the ordinary and everyday aspects of worldly life.

She thought, ‘This is the current situation of ordinary people. They haggle over every cent for the sake of their livelihoods, unwilling to bear even the slightest loss.”

She longed for such a life, but she would never be able to experience it in her entire life.

In fact, compared to luxury and wealth, she would rather face challenges and work hard together with her lover, appreciating the best aspects of marriage amidst hardship.

However, these were just extravagant hopes for her. They were out of her reach.

If she had married a husband who doted on her and loved her from the beginning, even if he was extremely wealthy, she believed he would accommodate her and occasionally accompany her to live an ordinary life. Unfortunately….

After holding back the tears that

it were beginning to form in her eyes, she walked into the villa,

Every blade of grass and every tree here was meticulously arranged by her. From the beginning to the end, he had never participated.

In the past, she loved him, so she didn’t mind.

Now that she thought about it carefully, from the matrimonial hto the wedding and the wedding ring, these were all just her delusional obsessions. He was never involved.

She thought, ‘A few days ago, he brought Ada in, disregarding my feelings as they please. I hope that the day of him getting his just deserts comes, and he will taste this pain a hundredford or a thousandfold.”

“Oh, you’re back. No. I should say you are visiting. After all, you’re now a woman who is divorced from the Wilson family. You no longer have the right to consider yourself Mrs. Wilson.”