Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Even saying this makes me feel a bit cheeky, but I'm far from being a blushing bride anymore.

However, seeing Claude with that sour face as if he'd bitten into a lemon, oh, it was a moment of pure bliss for me.

"Today, Kate told me you snapped her necklace. This is a new one. Give it to her tomorrow as an apology," Claude said, pushing a jewelry box toward me. I didn't immediately take it.

So, he was waiting at the front door in the dead of night just to have me apologize to his sweetheart and sweet-talk her.

"Claude, I don't want to." I turned around and slammed the door shut with a bang. And, just like that, I locked it.

This time around, I wasn't going to take things lying down.

I quickly peeled off my shirt, swapping it for my pajamas, and started inspecting the shirt to see if there was anything unique about it. But this shirt was unbranded, its origins a mystery.

Only someone of significant stature could afford a stay in the 6088 presidential suite, let alone wear an unbranded, luxurious shirt. Just as I was about to give up, I noticed a golden monogram at the hem - MH.

Could it be the initial letter of the owner's name?

MH...HM? So funny.

I hung the shirt back up, not overly concerned with finding this 'MH.'

to let fate take its

as I prepared to head downstairs, cards loaded with

I could swear I saw

was about to push me down

tumbled down herself, followed by Claude appearing out of nowhere, quick to accuse me of pushing her. Instinctively, I

going golfing today. Interested?" I shook my head, "Not really. I'm not much

try hiking, an activity I agreed to only because it meant

know hiking isn't

what's your plan for

was quick to

"Oh, Kate,

waiting for you downstairs

for it, turning around just in time

to let her

the ground floor, there was

look up, "After breakfast, join me

smile,

going golfing with