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."

behind and walked past Max, returning to

closing his office door, I finally relaxed. What if Max

entering my office, I saw Claude lounging on

left for abroad, he hadn't called me Claire

"What's up, Mr. Hart? You've secured your career and have the Goodwin family backing you.

with something in his

a ring box with the ring I had forcefully slipped onto my finger in

to Kate?" I glanced at it disdainfully, but he took out the ring, saying,

the ring

hate

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

on

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 bloody reminder that