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

if Max ever found out I was pregnant? Maybe I was

office, I saw

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

secured your career and have the Goodwin family backing you. What

with something in his hand, saying, "This is

was a ring box with the ring I had forcefully slipped onto my

disdainfully, but he took out the

hand with the ring in his, but

hate

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

on

I realized that even without Kate coming back, he stiff wouldn't have really

reminded me of my finger brutally broken, the ring embedded in my flesh, a bloody reminder that

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