Rebirth Into My Second Chance

He furrowed his brows.

I couldn't help but give a slight smile. I was deliberately teasing Max.

"Why are you up? You've got a fever. Here, take this fever reducer," I said as I handed him the medicine.

He grunted, took the medicine, and washed it down with water. Then, he lowered his head back to the pile of documents he was scrutinizing.

Right on cue, my stomach growled. "Dr. Hilton, aren't you hungry?"

He looked up at me. "Let's eat together."

I snapped back to reality and pointed at the lunchbox. "My folks sent me some food. You should have some, too!"

I turned to see another lunchbox on the table, which hadn't been there before.

He cleared his throat. "That's from Ronald."

"Oh," I said, realizing Ronald had sent it.

I chatted, "Dr. Hilton, what about your family? Don't they send you meals?"

voice neutral,

the corner of my eye, I noticed a black bag with a blood-stained shirt in it. "Your shirt's got blood on it. We could send it to the dry cleaners. Or, if it's inconvenient, I could wash it for you." It was the least I could

"No need," he dismissed.

courage to ask, "Was the embroidery on the shirt handcrafted by

expression faltered for a moment before he regained his composure. "If you like it, I'll have this skilled artisan do one

I'd love an embroidered one with the initials MH."

much, just a noncommittal grunt,

looked at his lunchbox filled with chicken soup and grilled salmon, both excellent for healing wounds, teased, "Mr. Collins' cooking isn't

That's love right

He suddenly choked, his face turning

did well in surgery today. Still thinking about

furiously ate my meal

head home this afternoon, so let's leave it at that." I packed my lunchbox and left

if Claude had managed to kick Kate out last night. But before I could find out,

Kate greeted

at her leg, "Don't tell me you

she nodded, looking pitiful,

So, Kate must have known about Daniel's incident last