Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Chapter 189

The progesterone index on the pregnancy test was promising, a beacon of hope that I was pregnant.

At last, I could make up for the regrets of my past life. Was this child's returning a sign of forgiveness, a belief that I could protect him this time? Yet, the irony was that I was planning to use him as bait. My heart was joyful for the child's arrival and fearful that I couldn't shield him this time. Was I being too selfish?

But even if I weren't pregnant, becoming so in the future would only mark me for death at the hands of a serial killer targeting anyone connected to the orphanage.

I called Max, but the Hilton family's driver answered, "Ms. Floyd, Mr. Hilton is in a meeting."

"Oh," I responded, my tone icier than I intended, still upset about the birth control pills he had made me take.

The driver said, "Ms. Floyd, Mr. Hilton stayed at your place last night and asked me to deliver some medication to you. Where can I find you?"

That driver was definitely up to something.

"I've taken care of it. Don't worry. I won't be having the Hilton family's child." I could almost hear Eaton, the driver, sigh in relief. "Ms. Floyd, please don't be too hard on Mr. Hilton. He has a lot of family responsibilities." "Hmm," I hung up, pondering the constraints of Max's life. Was his seemingly enviable existence a gilded cage?

phone rang again. It was Kate. "Claire, where are

over the phone? I'm a bit wary of getting kidnapped," I said, half-joking yet genuinely concerned. Kate hadn't killed

asked, "What have you done to Claude? Our wedding was supposed to be today, and

frowned, having forgotten about

has nothing to do with me. I've

he couldn't get over you. Claire, you

bridge of

killed, running away from his wedding and blaming it on me. "If he shows up, I'll tell him I don't love him

lost."

en

IMS

you. If I'm with you, Claude will show up, and I

there's more to life

shamelessly, "No, all I want is Claude. Or

the one

see Max standing by my car door, which I