Rebirth Into My Second Chance

I watched Claude slump on the couch, the appeal of breakfast long gone. Kate walked over with a glass of milk, her voice soft and nurturing as she offered it to him. "Claire is young and playful. Please don't be too hard on her. We'll talk when she gets back. If she really can't accept me, I'll leave." Her head bowed, her brown hair partially covering her pretty face, the image of vulnerability. Claude always had a soft spot for the gentle-hearted.

I found myself glued to the sofa, witnessing Claude draw her into an embrace, moved.

"Let's not talk about her. I had my assistant send the divorce papers to her a few days ago."

His words transported me back to when he was on a business trip. Only Kate and I were home, and the assistant brought the divorce papers, which I hadn't signed.

It was then that Kate had asked me to go hiking.

Reflecting back, perhaps if I had signed those papers and left the Hart family, I wouldn't have dragged the unborn child into such a grim fate with me.

My sorrow was palpable, yet my spirit couldn't shed tears.

"Claude, I'm so scared of losing you," Kate murmured into his shoulder, her gaze locking with mine, the spirit version of me. It felt like she could see me, almost as if she was flaunting that she had won Claude's heart and soul.

I had no desire to witness their affection, yet my spirit seemed cruelly tethered to Claude, forcing me to observe their embrace. I didn't have a heart then, yet feeling the torment of my heart sliced apart.

That night, my spirit followed Claude to the Velvet Moon Pub.

Gabrielle's birthday was approaching, and he had begun searching for me earnestly.

Upon entering, he immediately asked the bartender and patrons if they had seen me, holding up my picture, only to be met with shakes of their heads.

your tricks," Claude scoffed

him, I felt defenseless. In his eyes, anything I did was a scheme,

old friend from school was at the bar and came over, suggesting they drink together. "Kate's here, too. Why don't we all have a

beside Kate while I hovered by the door,

the sharpest lawyer in Crestview

burden... Just sue her. She'll lose in a

only her looks to show for, no family background, and no talents, Claire can't hold a candle to Kate. She's not worthy of you, Claude."

lack of

Mrs. Hart's birthday is the day after tomorrow As for the divorce, you can't rush it. Did you say you gave

to down another drink, prompting

enjoy it. Just make sure to get

were unsteady. Kate moved to help

of his

followed them out, startled by

Mr.

to pick you up?" It was Claude's rival lawyer who almost

could strike him.

eyes narrowed. "Who

pretty wife? Last time you were drunk, she came looking for you and accidentally knocked over my drink, soaking her clothes. What a sight. I still dream

But next time, bring your wife along. Let's