Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Max pulled me closer with a smile. "Is this too rushed? I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

Choosing this moment to tie the knot, he was practically daring the storm, given the buzz surrounding us.

"Max, getting our marriage certificate and taking wedding photos now, wouldn't the elders of the Hilton family pull some extreme stunt?" "Afraid?" Max slowly slid the ring onto my finger, the same one that was broken in my past life.

This time, the ring on my finger fit perfectly.

A weird pang shot through my heart.

"I'm not afraid." I've died once; what's there to fear?

"No matter what they do, I've promised to protect you. And I never break my promises." Max's actions always spoke louder than his words.

I nodded, my lips pressed tightly, unable to articulate my gratitude.

"The bath's ready, Ms. Claire. You can go ahead," Helen said, perhaps sensing my discomfort, and led me upstairs. I didn't know how to face Max in that moment. As we climbed, I admired the ring on my finger and told Helen, "This ring is so beautiful." "For a billion, why wouldn't it be?" Helen teased.

"It's that expensive? What if I lose it?"

Helen rolled her eyes. "Mrs. Hilton, you're asking the wrong person. I could never afford such an expensive ring in my life."

Helen and I were about the same age and height, and we had become dependable friends for each other.

"I'll work hard and buy you one?"

She pouted, saying, "Did you forget Evergreen Health Center doesn't make a profit? It's a charity."

I was speechless for a moment, then awkwardly smiled. "Then I guess I could treat some wealthy families, perform surgeries, rob the rich to help the poor."

She gave me a thumbs-up. "Support, great idea!"

We laughed and went to soak in the bath, Helen carefully helping me out of the tub to avoid any injuries.

"Mr. Hilton made it clear, if anything happens to you or the child, it's

just protectors who'll suffer, but

our families too."

"Is Max that intimidating?" I frowned.

Helen nodded solemnly. "He's very progressive, but his authority is undeniable. You're the only exception."

I smiled, offering no argument.

As Helen was blow-drying my hair, Max knocked and entered. Helen passed the dryer to Max naturally.

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I bit my lip and confessed, "Yes."

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At that time, Kate hadn't left the country, and Claude really did take good care of me, down to the smallest detail.

"It's okay, he only had ten years. I've got the next eighty."

His words made me burst into laughter. "I don't know if I can live to be over a hundred."

He didn't answer, but you could feel the jealousy hanging in the air. I didn't dare push him any further, he looked like he might just snap and order an "Immediate execution." NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"Max, how about I dry your hair? I've never done it for Claude."

He frowned. "What about Richard?"

My smile widened, and I turned to hug his face. "Never. Max, you're the only one, in this life and the last."

His smile grew even brighter.

Lifting me onto his lap, he said, "I can't bear to see you tired."