Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Hearing that I had taken off again, he must have rushed over in the middle of the night, not even having the time to change his clothes, right?This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

I approached him, feigning vulnerability, and tugged at the hem of his pajamas, saying, "Mr. Hilton, always so neat and orderly, a man for whom elegance is everything. What's with the pajamas today? And staring at me like that, you're making me blush." He reached out to gently squeeze my hand, his face still clouded with a frown, not lightened by my attempt at coyness. Instead, his grip tightened on my wrist in the next instant, and he had me pinned against the back of the armchair. "Claire Floyd, have I spoiled you too much? Coming and going as you please? Am I just a trash can for your whims?"

I lowered my gaze, not daring to meet his eyes.

But in that moment of looking down, I spotted a security camera. This was Lily Williams' room... she must have seen everything.

Max seemed to have known about the camera all along, as he simply picked me up and started to walk out.

"Max, put me down. Let's talk this out."

"There's nothing to discuss. You're not allowed to leave," he declared, his voice fierce and unyielding, like a raging storm.

Despite my struggles, everyone around gave me a look that clearly said, "You've brought this on yourself."

"Max, I'm sorry. I just wanted to secretly become stronger and then protect you."

"I don't need you to secretly become stronger. Whatever you want to do, even if you want to conquer the world, I'd fight it for you. But leaving me time and again, that's where you're wrong." For a moment, I lost all will to struggle, my body going limp.

I teased him, "Could you really? If I really wanted to conquer a country?"

Max stopped in his tracks. "I've always known about the situation in Bravenland."

His words made me frown, and then I playfully punched his chest. "Max, what don't you know? You seem to know everything but always keep secrets from me."

He took my fist and gently massaged it, saying, "You wanted to live as a normal person. How could I push you into the firepit that is Bravenland?"

"But Lily is my sister, Richard Price is my brother. They're innocent. They shouldn't have to die for me, nor should you, an outsider, get dragged into this."

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But Max seemed even colder, his usual rational self easily agitated by me.

I had indeed provoked him.

"Can I explain?"

"You may," he said, barely holding back his anger but maintaining his gentlemanly demeanor.

"I said you were an outsider..."

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I dared not repeat the word "outsider" again.

Passing servants covered their eyes and hurried away.

I sobbed softly, hitting him, "I've just become the new master of this

place. Can't you spare me some dignity? I don't want to be labeled as someone who just listens to her husband."

"Claire Floyd, only you..."

He took me by the hand, drove us away from the mansion at top speed, and brought me back to the ancestral Hilton family estate. Finally, he led me to kneel in the Hilton family chapel.

"Why are we kneeling in the chapel?"

He smiled and said, "Because I've cleared out all those old stubborn folks from the chapel, leaving only my mother."

I was stunned. He pulled back the yellow drapes, and in that moment, the vast chapel was dedicated to just one person.

Max had stood against the old guard single-handedly, even removing the ancestors from the chapel to enshrine only his mother. For his mother, he had conquered the Hilton family empire.