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

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

office, I saw Claude lounging on

hadn't called me Claire in

and have the Goodwin family

in his hand, saying, "This is for

box with the ring I had forcefully slipped onto

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

hand with the ring

hate

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

on

even got a size smaller. The irony hit even harder, and I realized that even without Kate coming back, he stiff wouldn't have really understood me, getting

ring reminded me of my finger brutally broken, the ring embedded