"He ran away?" I asked with furrowed brows. I had no idea what Damien was up to now.
"Did he co looking for you?" Violette asked.
"No, I’m currently..." I was staying in a villa Dexter had rented. There was no way Damien could find his way here. I began to wonder if he had gone to the Black residence instead.
"Could he have gone to the Black residence?" I asked. I sat up suddenly and got out of bed to put my shoes on.
"He’d better not drop dead at the Black residence’s doorstep. He’ll bring nothing but bad- luck."
After hanging up the call, Violette and I rushed to the Black residence.
Sure enough, we saw Damien at the Black residence’s entrance. He could barely stand at this point.
What was wrong with him? Why couldn’t he just stay in the hospital and recover from his injuries properly? Why did he want to see so desperately?
Damien’s face was pale and devoid of all color. By the ti he saw , he could no longer stand on his own and had to lean against the wall for support. "Sophia....
Did he just call Sophia again?
This psycho was looking for my past self again.
I furrowed my brows and said, "Damien Coleman, don’t you dare die on my doorstep."
Damien struggled to walk toward . Suddenly, he hugged tightly and said, "Oh, Sophia. I’m so sorry."
I pushed him away, acting as if he had just electrocuted . I glared at him angrily and asked, "What the hell is wrong with you?"
Damien couldn’t remain steady on his feet, so he fell to the ground. The wound on his abdon started bleeding again. The blood soaked through his shirt.
"I... shouldn’t have doubted you," he said. He seed convinced that I was Sophia Carlson. I figured he was probably the sa as Dexter. These n were turning to to console themselves.
"You’ve got the wrong person," I said in a deep voice.
"I know you’re Sophia. When I was dying, I saw Sophia," Damien said softly. He
sounded as if he had gone mad.
I was taken aback to hear that. I suddenly panicked and asked, "What are you saying?"
Who did he say he saw?
"Sofia..." Damien murmured in disbelief. Everything that happened felt like a dream to him.
However, Damien firmly believed that the dream he had was real.
He believed that Sophia hadn’t died and that her soul had reincarnated into Sofia’s
body.
I took a deep breath and glanced around subconsciously.
"It might’ve just been a dream, but at least let do sothing to make it up to you..."
Damien’s voice was hoarse when he spoke.
Regardless of whether I was Sophia or not, it was clear that Damien wanted to make up for his guilt toward her through .
I had to admit that his behavior irked .
"Sophia, please believe . I can offer you whatever Dexter can as well," Damien said.
His gaze burned into . He then reached out to anxiously. "Sophia, will you please co back to ? If you still insist on using Dexter... you can use the sa way too."
It sounded as if he was begging for to use him.
I sneered and took a step back from him.
I had been completely devoted to Damien once upon a ti. I was willing to give him all of , but he had avoided like the plague. Yet at this mont, he was begging a woman who resembled my deceased self to use him.
He was doing all this just so he could make up for his guilt toward . He was truly despicable.
"Damien Coleman, you’re such a bastard," I said in a deep voice. Then, I looked over at Violette, who had rushed over with Zion. I said to them, "I think he should be admitted to an asylum for mistaking for Sophia Milford."
Violette looked at with an odd look in her eyes for a mont and asked softly, "If Sophia were still alive now, do you think she would truly let the matter go?"
I scoffed and retorted sarcastically, "What is she, brain damaged? It’s only logical for her to
let the matter go if that were the case. Otherwise, does she want to die a couple more tis before seeing through things?"
Violette chuckled at that and suddenly hugged tightly.
I was a bit caught off guard. "Why are you doing this? We’re not even that close," I said.
"I think you’re pretty cool. I want to be friends with you," Violette replied and reached out to .
She continued, "Nice to et you, Sofia. Let reintroduce myself to you. My na is Violette. Sophia and I were the best of friends. We were super, super, super close!"
Violette said that we were the best of friends. She also used to tell that when speaking about important things, they should be repeated thrice.
I lowered my head and smiled. Then, I shook her hand.
I had received a second chance at life, after all. Not only did I have to protect myself this ti but also my most cherished friends.
In fact, just as I was about to die, I had sworn sothing to myself. I swore that if I were ever given another chance in life, I would truly care and love those who truly felt the sa about .
I was foolish in my past life. I needed so sense to be knocked into to grow and change my ways. I learned my lesson in the end, but the price I paid for it was far too high.
"Mr. Coleman, if you keep acting crazy like this, I’m going to call the asylum and have you admitted," Zion said with a frown. He genuinely thought that Damien had gone insane.
Zion did not believe in higher powers, after all. It was impossible for him to believe in stuff like reincarnations and souls.
Before Damien could say anything else, Lisa and Juliet arrived.
"Damien!" Lisa called out. She and Juliet rushed over to hug Damien. "Why did you sneak out of the hospital like that? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Juliet’s eyes were red–rimd too. She glared fiercely at and barked out, "Sofia Miller, I can’t believe you’re still trying to seduce Damien by pretending to be Sophia. Are you trying to kill him?"
Juliet was pinning all the bla on .
"She has nothing to do with this. I was the one who ca looking for her," Damien explained in a low voice.
"Shut up!" Lisa yelled angrily and slapped Damien. "You didn’t cherish Sophia properly when she was still around. Didn’t I tell you to appreciate her more? Yet you never did! What’s the use of acting like this in front of such an obvious impostor?"
Lisa was a strong and independent woman. She glared at for a mont and said in a threatening tone, "Sofia, I don’t care why you’re imitating and learning from Sophia. You might be doing it to get to the Blacks or us Colemans, but if you do anything to harm my son, I won’t let you off easy!"
I glanced at Juliet in that instant. It appeared that she was still very talented at inciting argunts. This was a talent she possessed since she was a kid.
"Mrs. Coleman, I’m married to Dexter Black. I’m even pregnant with his baby. I have not intention of plotting against your son. He’s far inferior to Dexter, after all," I said coldly.
I continued, "Instead of suspecting what my supposed motives might be, you should really be wary about the people closest to you. The woman standing next to you is as malicious. as they co. Not only did she cause Sophia’s death, but she also has plans to suck your family dry."
"Do you want to know what’s the most terrifying thing about her? Damien had just gotten into an accident yet she was already thinking of ways to use him to get to the elusive. president of Crowdstar Group."
Juliet paled at that. "You’re spouting nonsense!"
"Mrs. Coleman, Damien, you can’t trust her words. This woman is clearly an accomplice to murder. She’s a bad person," Juliet said anxiously. It was clear that she felt guilty.
I sneered and took out my phone. I paused for a mont and cursed at Dexter inwardly. Damn it, I had forgotten that he had dropped my phone into the bathtub earlier. Luckily, all my recordings were uploaded to the cloud.
After logging into my account, I pulled up the recording of the conversation Juliet and I had in the hospital the other day.
"Gather around, you two. Mrs. Coleman, this is the evidence of Juliet begging to help her seduce the president of Crowdstar Group while your son was unconscious," I said,
I raised an eyebrow and tilted my chin proudly in Violette’s direction. I had learned my lesson, after all.
I had been killed by Juliet once already. I knew to always start recording whenever I t her alone.
Juliet looked surprised as she listened along to the recording I had on my phone. She glanced at Damien with panic in her eyes and quickly stepped forward.
"Don’t be fooled by her, Mrs. Coleman. I was just asking her about the elusive president of Crowdstar Group to help Damien. I was worried that you wouldn’t be able to handle everything at the company if Damien didn’t wake up," Juliet said.
Juliet turned back to look at Lisa nervously. She tried to play into Lisa’ good graces.
"What a clown. It’s clear that she was trying to get with Crowdstar Group’s president, yet she’s still trying to make it seem that she was making sacrifices for Damien’s sake. Her acting skills are truly top–notch," Violette said, adding fuel to the fire.
Damien’s face along with Lisa’ had darkened significantly.
I smirked at Violette. She and Zion then gave a thumbs–up.
"I have other matters to attend to, so I won’t keep you all any longer. Mr. Coleman, go consult a doctor if you’re ill. You’re at the Black residence, not a crematorium. There’s no need for you to cry your eyes out here either," I said in a low voice while glancing at the ti.
I still had to et Eason. I didn’t have ti to indulge Damien in his regrets and his nial attempts to make ands.
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