Rebirth Into My Second Chance

When the woman walked out of the clinic, she was so unremarkable that one might forget her in a crowd. So, Max was into that kind of girl.

The woman crossed my path to stand beside Max, saying, "Dr. Hilton, I'm so sorry to have you bring me here. My husband's heart surgery is in your hands now." That was when I felt like being metaphorically slapped in the face.

Max had deliberately held back, waiting for this moment to humble me, hadn't he?

"Dr. Hilton, is she related to one of your patients?" I blurted out, realizing my error and feeling the need to apologize.

But Max just cracked a cryptic smile. "It's your turn now."

I chuckled nervously. "Yeah, okay."

He didn't ask about the child or if I had a boyfriend. His smile seemed to suggest that my check-up wouldn't go as planned.

Feeling his intense gaze, I lost my nerve just as I was about to turn the doorknob. "Forget it. It's just a minor issue. No need for a check-up."

left my appointment slip behind and walked past Max, returning to the

finally relaxed. What if Max ever found

office, I saw Claude lounging on my

left for abroad, he hadn't called me Claire in ages, always using my full

and have the Goodwin family backing you. What

his hand, saying, "This is for

box with the ring I

disdainfully, but he took out the ring, saying, "I intended to give this to

to take my hand with the ring in his,

you hate me

you before Kate returned. Even if we can't be husband and wife, the sentiment remains, and this ring belongs to you. His words

on

even got a size smaller. The irony hit even harder, and I realized that even without Kate coming

to take it. Seeing the ring reminded me of my finger brutally broken, the ring embedded in my flesh, a