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.

entire attention

he never knows when

even so, Citrine could tell from their banter that these two must be close

Citrine stepped into the room and offered Calvin

nodded back

is Calvin-my friend and private doctor. Just call him Calvin," Raymond

meet you, Calvin," Citrine said, sensing no ill intent from

replied, giving her a playful

stealing a glance at

his friend-and wondered how the

Raymond was more than

get here?" he asked,

second before answering, "It was Ismael—he told me you were sick, so

spoke with perfect composure, not the least bit guilty about selling Ismael

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

didn't press her, whether or not he believed her excuse. Citrine let out a

setting up the hospital's overbed table and adjusting it to a comfortable

Raymond didn't feel particularly unwell at the moment,

deftly Citrine handled

Raymond asked, feeling awkward about letting

simply, not offering any