Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Chapter 182

I glanced at Max, who was in conversation with the Dean and Director Ramsey. It seemed he felt my gaze on him as he looked up, his lips curling into a half-smile, his eyes inscrutable.

Dinner was ready, and to my surprise, the first dish was grilled lamb chop. It had been ages since I last had that dish.

Director Ramsey looked at the lamb chop, chuckling. "I remember Claire likes this dish. Your brother once brought it to the lab for you. Go on. Eat up."

Indeed, whenever lab work ran late, Richard would have someone bring me food, including this dish. But seeing it reminded me of Max, so I stopped eating it. Moreover, for some reason, just the smell of it made me feel nauseous. Oblivious to my discomfort, Allen served me a piece, saying, "Claire likes the lean parts."

When I stared at the dark meat on my plate, my stomach churned violently, and I rushed out of the private room, barely managing not to vomit there and then, and bolted to the restroom outside.

Director Ramsey was shocked but quickly explained it to the others. "Mr. Hilton, this student of yours is quite the character. Don't mind her."

Leaning over the sink, I kept gagging.

For some reason, amidst the nausea, I felt a strange sense of joy. Could it be I was pregnant? I looked up at the mirror, thinking the drama was finally about to start.

the hospital for a check-up, I saw Max standing in the hallway outside the restroom. He was fiddling with a gold ring as if waiting for me to

handed me a bottle of antacids.

care of my birth control. He couldn't possibly think I was pregnant. But being the

said, "I was too busy visiting the cemetery today and

time to eat. It wasn't a lie. I took the pills from Max,

fingers touched, he pulled me into

upset that I didn't punish Tracey? It's been a month That's quite

sounded as if I

to push him

place. Anyone coming by would

his arms, carried me to the elevator,

falling and thinking it might hurt the baby if I got pregnant made me cling to

me down gently at a table with chicken noodle soup

a sigh of

was a chance was pregnant. If there wasn't, could there still be an opportunity to