Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Max continued, "So, I found you first in this life."

"Max, what are you talking about?" I felt like my breath was about to stop. So, that child was mine and Max's in the previous life.

"When I found you, you called out for Claude every time in your dreams. I thought you were still in love with him. I thought I was the only one who got a second chance. So, I figured all I needed in this life was to protect you from getting hurt again," he said, his gaze so intense it felt like it was melting every corner of my heart.

"Max..."

"I thought I could let you go, let you love someone else, but Claire, I just can't. I came here to repay your kindness back in the orphanage. You're all I've ever wanted."Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

I was stunned. 'What? Repay me? Only wanted me...'

He didn't even wait for me to respond, pulling me close into his embrace. "From now on, you can't lend my shirt to other men. Got it?"

I was utterly confused and nodded in panic.

My body moved with his, and when he wanted to get into me, I was right there with him. But halfway through, something struck me, and I pushed him away. Maybe because I interrupted us, Max looked upset, almost livid.

"Max, we can't. Next thing, you'll have someone sending me morning-after pills again. You're always tricking me." I hugged my knees, feeling overwhelmed, and started to cry.

"When have I ever..." Max stopped mid-sentence, realizing something. "Was it the Hilton family's driver who gave them to you?"

I nodded.

"Did you take them?" His question left me unsure whether to admit I had or hadn't, so I chose to stay silent.

He took a deep breath and said, "Is that why you moved out, avoided me for a month, and hid from me?"

For some reason, I found myself nodding and then shaking my head.

Max promised, "Claire, I'll be more careful not to let anyone around me hurt you."

I half-believed him and nodded. But I didn't tell him hadn't taken the pills because t still needed to find out who was behind the charred bodies. If Max found out about the е

dangerous quest, he would never let me go through with it.

"So, you forgive me?" He pulled me onto his lap, resting my head against his shoulder.

I didn't answer, feeling like I was in a dream. So, I wasn't the only one with a second chance in life. But why did Max get a second chance?

I remembered the date on the tombstone. "Max, in your previous life, did you die, too?"

He looked at me, a flicker in his eyes, but didn't answer.

I pressed, "Isn't the time on the tombstone your time of death from the last life?"

So, he died with me, which was why he got to come back.

And in Room 6088, he knew it was me, but why didn't he want to have kids? Was he afraid of reliving the tragedy, or did he not want a child with me?

My mind was chaotic.

Max explained, "Yes, when I found

out that the charred body was yours, do you know what I did? I took the DNA from th child left in your body and compared it with mine, a ninety-nine percent match. That's how I knew it was you."

Upon hearing his words, I covered my mouth, unable to control my tears. Max looked at me. "So, if you died, I wouldn't want to live, either."