Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Claire instinctively hid her hands behind her back, drawing a flicker of sympathy from Claude, who turned to me with a stern look. "Don't let it happen again." What did he mean by that? I couldn't figure it out.

But as I held the milk, my grip loosened, and it spilled over my hands.

"Ouch, I'm such a klutz."

Kate rushed to grab some napkins to clean me up, but I grabbed a disinfectant wipe instead and quickly dried my hands, tucking them behind my back.

I mumbled, looking down, "It wasn't on purpose. Hearing that Kate got scalded by the milk made me feel so guilty I just couldn't hold it steady."

Kate tried to check my hands for burns, but I pulled away.

I wondered if she felt guilty, knowing well that this temperature couldn't possibly cause a burn.

Probably the only one fooled was Claude.

"If it's a burn, we should head to the hospital," Claude mentioned, his gaze unreadable.

I shook my head. "It's nothing, really."

Compared to the time I was engulfed in a wildfire, this was nothing. Back then, every inch of my skin was seared, and Claude was nowhere to be found, too busy being lovey-dovey with Kate to care about my wellbeing. "You're always so stubborn."

an auction tomorrow. Claude wants to bid on a stone for

was the worst. Otherwise, why would I have fallen for Claude and brought disaster upon everyone who

made me clench the fabric of my dress, lips pressed tight, not wanting

could feel Claude's gaze on me,

to go, just

Claude's suggestion. Instead, I felt

few trinkets

swnovel

my words, her expression changing slightly, a hint of something indescribable

even graduated yet," Claude

you're saying you won't spend on jewelry for me? Fine,

some reason, Claude sighed softly, "If

get married, I'll add to your wedding funds myself. Pick out whatever you

I agreed, smiling.

felt if she didn't

as I looked back at Claude, he

approached him, "Mr. Hart, your

at me as if to warn me

left, I made an excuse to leave too.