Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Chapter 221

The landscape outside the car window kept changing, and I had no clue where he was taking me. Nor did I understand why he, of all people, had something-or someone to hide. "Stop the car!" I yelled at the driver upfront.

"Don't you dare stop!" Richard gripped my wrist tightly. "We gotta end the pregnancy today, or else..."

He paused, and I quickly retorted, "Or else you'll turn me into a corpse, right? Richard, just kill me!"

"I would never kill you. Never!" He stared at me, his eyes a crazy blend of fear and determination, and hugged me tightly.

"Then who wants to turn me into a corpse, to make those girls into corpses?" I challenged him, but he remained silent.

I knew then...

There wasn't a soul in this world who could force Richard's hand or silence him like this.

"I can't figure out why Tracey would take the fall for you. She loves Max, doesn't she?"

Richard's silence deepened.

"Did you use Max to threaten her? Is that why she took the blame?"

"Claire, stop guessing. Knowing more won't do you any good. Let's just go through with the procedure, and everything will be fine, okay?"

I pushed him away.

kid, who I lost in my previous life, no matter what in this one. "If you don't stop the

to stop. But just then, our car was rear-ended, causing the driver to brake sharply. Surrounding us, cars halted, and bodyguards

car and swiftly opened our door, lifting

eyes. With a side glance, he

with him! He can't protect you! You'll be in danger!" Even as Richard was being beaten, he

won't let anything happen to Claire. And you, stay away from her, or

inside the car, his expression complicated. "You don't trust

I had

place in your heart?" His

to speak, to argue, but he coldly shut the car door, not

"Ms. Claire, it's good you're alright. Mr. Hilton rushed here from the operating table when he

could

doors were locked. Seeing Max ditch his lab coat and march up to Richard, looking all mad and resolute, I felt

hit Richard..." My tears

it was

to Mr. Hilton

to test your

for your

Tracey to test you. Mr. Hilton

I couldn't

trust

QUMS

knew the real culprit was the dean's