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

his office door, I finally relaxed. What if Max ever found out I

my office, I saw

me Claire in ages, always using my

secured your career and have the

his hand, saying,

ring I had forcefully slipped onto my finger in another

Shouldn't you be giving it to Kate?" I glanced at it disdainfully, but he took out the ring, saying, "I intended

take my hand with the ring in his, but

hate

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

on

me, and he 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 the ring size wrong and

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

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