Rebirth Into My Second Chance

The crowd paused in their tracks, their gazes collectively shifting towards Claude.

He was supposed to be today's star attraction. I watched him stride confidently towards Uncle Max and say, "Uncle, my mother's dying wish was for me to marry Claire. I hope you can honor that request." His words cast Max as the villain, one who had stolen his nephew's betrothed.

"Max Hilton snatching away his own nephew's fiancée? Where does that leave our family's honor?" Kearney finally found his opening to challenge Max, quickly stood up, and pulled Claude towards him, "Claude, don't worry. I've got your back. We'll fight this!" I could only feel the bitterness in my mouth.

Just as I was about to defend myself, I heard Max retort, "What, can't the head of the Hiltons secure a woman for himself? Losing face over that would be far worse. Besides, Claude, I gave you a chance. You're the one who wanted to climb the Goodwin ladder, and now you're regretting it."

It was the first time I realized Max could hold his own in a verbal duel, his sharp wit cutting deep.

With that statement, implying that not securing a woman would be a bigger loss of face for the head of the Hiltons, I almost burst out laughing.

But I held it in.

"Uncle, fulfilling my mother's dying wish... considering you and she were siblings, can't you honor her wish?" Claude still tried to use his mother as a shield.

"It was her wish, not yours. Everyone, go back. Don't let this spoil our lunch."

Max's words left Claude at a loss for words.

All he did was mention his mother's wish.

I just watched him silently.

Then, in a moment, he looked up at me and asked, "Claire, won't you come with me?"

Resting my chin on my hand, leaning on the table, I shook my head.

"No."

Helen stepped forward and said, "Mr. Claude, you seem to have forgotten to address Ms. Claire in her new role as your aunt. Perhaps you should practice calling her that."

I could almost see the color drain from Claude's face. Max, on the other hand, seemed quite pleased with Helen's remark.

"Uncle... my mother suffered so much over the years. As her brother, don't you wish to fulfill her last wish at all?"

I couldn't stand it any longer and

stood up, stepping between them, "Claude, Mrs. Hart could have been saved if you and Kate GoodwinAll text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

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hadn't interfered. Besides, she was terminally ill; she just wanted you to have someone by your side, and it didn't matter who. You chose Kate, so what gives you the right to turn back now?"

With a scoff, I'continued, "To all the elders here remember how you've pressured me today, and how you once hurt Max. Just don't give me the chance, because I will get back at every single one of you."

Yes, I need to stop feeling sorry for myself and stop feeling inferior. When Max stood alone against the world, I should be stronger, so he wouldn't have to fight alone.

"Claire," Claude started, his brow furrowed, wanting to say something, but then he swallowed his words.

"We have nothing left to say. You chose your path, and I've chosen mine, and Max is the one I choose."

Biting my lip, I looked into Max's eyes and allowed a small smile to form, "Max, this time, I'll fight alongside you."

In my past life, my weakness had led to tragedy.

This life, I'll use every bit of my strength to protect what I now have.