Rebirth Into My Second Chance

The next morning, I woke up in my apartment still in yesterday's clothes, everything intact.

I vaguely remembered Max bringing me home the previous night, and I thought I might have done something to him.

I couldn't quite put my finger on what happened. I tried calling Richard, but he didn't pick up. Glancing down at my clothes, I recalled making a bet with Richard that Max was gay, and Max had said something in response.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Looking in the mirror while brushing my teeth, my face was all puffy from drinking, and that was when I noticed a small bruise at the corner of my mouth.

Oh no! Max had proven he wasn't gay through actions rather than words. My head was pounding. How was I supposed to face him at work later?

Just then, Richard called back in a groggy voice, "Did you bring me home last night?"

"No, it was Mr. Collins. And, Richard, Max isn't gay. He proved it." I could almost hear Richard jump out of bed on the other end.

"How did he prove it?" he asked after a moment.

My cheeks instantly heated up. "It's nothing. Don't worry. Everything's fine."

As we talked, it hit me that it had been a month since I was reborn, and I hadn't had my period yet. It felt like something was filling up inside me. From my past life, I knew I was supposed to get pregnant. I would have someone related by blood, no longer alone. That's why I didn't take any precautions, even though I knew I would get pregnant that night. It was my way of making amends for my past life, for my child.In this life, I wanted to be responsible for my child. Now that Richard was okay and nothing terrible had happened to me, everything seemed to be on a new path.

Grabbing a piece of toast, I slipped on my shoes and headed straight to the hospital's maternity department for a blood test.

Leaving the house, I noticed Max wasn't around. Probably, he had gone to work.

I didn't think much of it. Max was like the icing on the cake in this life. But with my heart already so fragile, I didn't want to disturb his peaceful life.

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As I arrived at the maternity department, I saw Max walking in with a woman.

I quickly hid behind a wall, my heart racing. Was I feeling jealous?

He had someone he liked, and they were there for a prenatal check-up. No wonder I hadn't seen him this morning. He was at the hospital with the woman he cared about.

I sighed, suddenly unsure if I wanted to know whether I was pregnant. But as I was leaving, a nurse called my

number, making me the

in line.

As I stepped forward, Max and I locked eyes. I glanced toward the closed door behind him, where the woman he came with hadn't emerged.

Trying to sound indifferent, I said, "Dr. Hilton, this is my private matter."

Max remained silent, standing next to me.

I asked, "So, you're waiting for someone inside? Congratulations, Dr. Hilton. Are you going to be a dad?"

He frowned, his eyebrows knitting together. "Who told you that?"

I pointed to my eyes. "I saw it with my own eyes. Plus, aren't you standing here waiting for the results?"

He scoffed and turned away, ignoring me.