The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 66

Could it be that Raymond's already been discharged from the hospital?

Lying in bed, Raymond immediately looked toward the door as soon as he heard the voices.

When he spotted Citrine, he instinctively grabbed the nearest pillow and lobbed it at Calvin.

"You old fool, what the hell are you saying? Get out!" Raymond's eyes darkened as he recalled what Calvin had just been saying to Citrine a moment before.

Calvin caught the flying pillow and glanced back and forth between the two of them, suddenly piecing it all together.

"So this is your daughter!"

Calvin, who rarely knew the meaning of embarrassment, now wished the ground would swallow him up as he remembered the nonsense he'd been spouting just moments ago.

"Come on in," he said, scratching his head awkwardly, his voice tinged with

unease.

After speaking, he shot a cautious look at Raymond.

Raymond ignored him completely, apparently worried that Calvin might be a bad influence on his daughter.

attention

never knows when to keep

from their banter that these two must be close

the room

back

friend and private doctor. Just call him

Calvin," Citrine said, sensing no ill intent from

Calvin replied, giving her a playful

character, Citrine thought, stealing

his friend-and wondered how the two

fallen, and Raymond was more than a

get here?" he asked, sitting up in

Ismael—he told me you were sick, so I came to check

the least bit guilty about selling

calmly unpacked the simple, nourishing soup and some sides she had

her excuse. Citrine

eat," she said, setting up the hospital's overbed table and adjusting it to a comfortable height

Raymond didn't feel particularly unwell at the moment, he was

deftly Citrine

feeling awkward about letting her fuss over him and sitting

simply, not offering