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.

I gotta protect my kid, who I lost in my previous life, no matter what in this one. "If you

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

still in his lab coat, hurried out of his car and swiftly opened our door, lifting me from the

a side glance, he signaled the bodyguards to drag Richard out and start

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

his steps. "Even if it costs me my life, I won't let anything happen to Claire. And

inside the car, his expression complicated.

Indeed, before this, I

to match Richard's place in your heart?" His voice was tinged

he coldly shut the car door,

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

who could

lab coat and march up

don't hit Richard..." My tears couldn't be held

it was Richard

to Mr. Hilton last

your trust in him.

refused, for your

to test you. Mr. Hilton has never wronged

could I do? I couldn't

I trust you, please

QUMS

and I knew his pain. I even knew the real culprit was the dean's mother. Richard was only trying