Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Chapter 175

It felt like a dream. But I hadn't dreamt it for a while. Yet, it felt so real. Scarface dragged me deeper into the woods. Terrified, I tried to run, but he slashed at my fingers. I called Claude, and he coldly asked why I hadn't just died. Tears streaming, I screamed, "Claude, I hate you."

Curled up, it felt like someone embraced me, whispering comfort.

"Everything's okay."

"It's all okay now."

But I was shaking, too overwhelmed by everything.

When I woke up, I was back in my apartment bed. I knew what had happened the previous night, but waking up in my room was unexpected.

Did Max mean to say last night was nothing? Or did he not want to take responsibility? But I never expected him to. All I wanted was a child.

As I stared at my parents' urns, I wondered where to bury them. What was our hometown? What were my parents' names?

I heard they worked as bodyguards for the Hilton family. Suddenly, they were engineers in medical equipment research for the Hiltons. Was everything about my parents a secret, crafted as needed? But names couldn't just be fake. I called Richard. "Richard, what were my parents' names? The Hart family has always kept them from me."

didn't hesitate, saying, "Your father was Clayton Floyd, and

a blend of theirs? A

asking, "And

a long time

was off. "Are there more

their urns back from the Hilton family and ask them for more

thought was

driver. He seemed

Max's, someone who'd been with

and I met the Hilton

The Hart family

curious. "Why wouldn't Max give

family

talk, I felt he was

laughed it off. "It doesn't matter.

a cemetery for my parents today." Looking

urns,