Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue novel Chapter 1133

Chapter 1133 

Meanwhile, Sophia had rushed over to one of the lounges on the racing grounds to meet Tristan after the race. 

“Tristan… I’m coming, Tristan!” 

Sophia sometimes felt like she’d become much more youthful after meeting Tristan. Not only that, but she’d become more fearless, too. 

While living with the Beckett family, Sophia had hidden her true self and constructed a fake persona for the past 20 years or so. She had long been fed up and tired of having to appeal to Javier every single day. 

Sophia had had enough of trying to appease a man she despised with every fiber of her being. 

Tristan’s presence was like the life-giving rain that a parched, cracked desert yearned for, completely rejuvenating Sophia. She was deeply 

entranced, unable to break free from him. 

With her heart pounding in excitement, Sophia shakily knocked on the lounge door. But it didn’t open even when she knocked again and 

again. 

In the end, Sophia barged in and locked the door behind her. 

Unexpectedly, she was the only one in the room. 

“What… Why isn’t he here?” Sophia mumbled. 

Just then, she saw a syringe on one of the empty tables in the room. 

Sophia couldn’t be more familiar with what it was-her life-saving 

elixir! 

Her breathing quickened as she went over to grab the syringe. Before 

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It was as if Tristan had a hidden camera aimed right at Sophia. His phone call came at just the opportune moment. 

“Where are you, Tristan?” Sophia’s tone was filled with impatience and unbearable desire. 

“There are too many eyes here in the racecourse, ma’am. I’m afraid no amount of explanation would be able to clarify any scandals if we were seen meeting one another,” Tristan explained. 

He seemed especially considerate of Sophia. “It’s not an issue for me, but I’d be upset if your reputation were affected.” 

Tears of gratitude filled Sophia’s eyes. “You’re the best, Tristan. You’re the only one for me.” 

“I know you’ve been going through hard times after being off from the meds, so I’ve decided to give it to you as a gift. I hope it brings you some comfort,” Tristan said. 

They chatted for a short while before ending the call. 

Sophia couldn’t wait any longer. Her bloodshot eyes were wide and starving as she uncapped the syringe. She then injected the entire contents of the syringe into her arm. 

“Ahh…” Sophia gasped, her eyes immediately becoming hazy and distant. She melted onto the floor as if made from butter, tears, and snot oozing out of her orifices. 

It was an ugly and twisted sight to see. 

Sophia was not some proud, respectable businessman’s wife at this moment. She was a mere slave to drugs right now.