Rebirth Into My Second Chance

The next day, Claude had a finance news interview scheduled, and bright and early, Kate brought over a makeup artist. "Claude, today's finance news segment is crucial for you. Having a makeup artist can pep up your appearance."

I saw Claude's face darken with displeasure, but he agreed.

Makeup or not, Claude was naturally handsome, and putting on his glasses added a touch of scholarly cunning to his allure.

I hadn't anticipated the interview would once again thrust me into the limelight. As I sat beside Claude, watching the host interview Claude about his impeccable performance in business, a pursuit of perfection that seemed almost too intense. "Mr. Hart, I've heard you have a spouse?"

I felt Claude stiffen at the question. I was curious about what he would reveal to the public about me.

"Yes," Claude admitted.

Instinctively, I glanced down at Kate, searching her face for any emotion and wondering if she was not bothered by her beloved man acknowledging someone else as his spouse on national television.

The host asked, "We've heard some tension between you and your spouse."

him splashed across the screen. Those videos were from our home. I

national broadcast. There was no stopping it. Everyone saw the dramatic scenes of me threatening to end it all. Looking back at those images just made me realize

renowned Mr. Hart, to be married to

a letdown, dragging down

bar-hopping, refusing

is just not worthy of Mr.

of Claude's stunningly beautiful yet infuriating face and successful career, everyone sided with him, condemning me. "Enough!" Claude

the stage, and I

stemmed from the fact that I had become a blemish

just found out that Lydia from the family had sold the surveillance footage to the TV station. She did it for a hefty sum, raising the station's

me. She fed me

for money?

revealing Lydia's substantial payout, I realized people would do

we got home. She left crying, claiming