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."

threatening to jump off the roof and threatening him splashed across the screen. Those videos were from our home.

panicked, trying to stop the footage from playing. But it was a live 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

renowned Mr. Hart, to

a letdown, dragging

refusing to

is just not worthy of

career, everyone sided with him, condemning me. "Enough!" Claude stood up, straightened his jacket, and declared,

and I felt

that I had become a blemish in his perfect career, publicly exposed, tarnishing

that Lydia from the family had sold the surveillance footage to

person in the house who had been kind to me. She fed me and comforted me during my lowest moments. How

money?

Claude the bank transfer records revealing Lydia's substantial payout, I realized

out when we got home. She left crying,