Rebirth Into My Second Chance

"Ouch..."

It felt like drowning, that kind of torment, gasping for air as if my lungs were on fire.

Then, suddenly, I snapped back to reality with a deep, desperate breath, as if waking from a dream.

Where am I?

My body ached all over, as if I had been torn apart. Instinctively, I looked around, but it was pitch dark, not a thing in sight. I pinched my arm, feeling the flesh, then slapped my thigh, hearing a sharp sound. Wasn't I dead? Why could I still feel pain?

Groping around, I felt the softness of a bed and pillows...

But, the bed in my room is cotton, not this silky texture?

I tried to turn on the bedside lamp, and with a click, the room was illuminated, revealing a hotel room, empty and silent.

But the scattered clothes and tissues around told the tale of a fiery encounter.

This is the hotel Claude's friend recommended, room 6088!

I immediately jumped out of bed to check the room number, and yes, it was 6088.

But how did I end up here?

I was sure I had died, and I saw Richard being murdered because of me.

Staring at the room number, I was lost in thought.

It wasn't Claude with me, then who was it?

Max! I remembered Max was looking for the woman in room 6088.

But I couldn't be sure if this was the hotel he was referring to. This was the Golden Gateway Hotel, a place where the elites of Crestview Metropolis stayed, and this room, 6088, was the luxury presidential suite. Given Max's status and spending habits, he couldn't afford a place like this.

But... I clutched my head, my thoughts a chaotic mess. Was this a second chance at life after death?

There's an old saying, "One must be put to death before they can be reborn." Does this mean my soul too had been reborn?

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If everything from my past life was just a dream, then it was a long, vivid one.

Every part of me was screaming for

revenge, yearning for another chance to live and not just watch helplessly as everything was lost and those who loved me died because of me. en FindNovel

According to the timeline, Richard would be released from prison in about a month.

And if I went back to Claude's house now, it would be the first day I was drugged and ended up in his bed!

Maybe fate couldn't stand watching

me suffer so much, giving me a chance to seek revenge against Kate, to find out who was really behind her and who truly set the fire that killed me.

This time, I needed to retrieve my parents' ashes from Claude and cut ties with the Hart family completely.

I found a piece of clothing that

seemed intact and dressed myself, checking every corner for any due

that might lead me to the man from

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If I followed the memories of my past life, I would end up pregnant because of tonight's incident.

Instinctively, my hand rested on my abdomen.

My child.

Tears immediately filled my eyes, the burning sensation intensifying my pain.

Last time, I was tortured over and over, leading to your tragic death. You died miserably in my womb, and we both ended up charred corpses.

This time, even if it means making enemies with the world, I will protect you, no matter whose child you are.

I clenched my fists, knowing full well the judgment single mothers or women pregnant before marriage face in society.

But I am not alone; my baby gives me strength. Maternal fierceness is real.

Plus, I'm studying to be a doctor, and this year, I'm guaranteed research funding, receiving a stipend and a full scholarship.

Supporting my child won't require anyone else.

In my past life, I was a fool, blinded by love.

This time, I will hold tightly to everything I lost.

Leaving the hotel, the sky was dark. Checking my phone, aside from messages from Claude, there were no calls from him.

At this time, he's probably at home with Kate.

Kate has been back from abroad for over a month now.