The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 68

"Do painkillers even help?" Raymond and Calvin asked her in unison.

The doctors had prescribed plenty of painkillers before, but none of them had ever worked.

They didn't know whether Citrine's medication would be any different, but neither wanted to give up on any chance, no matter how small.

"Of course they'll help," Citrine replied, sounding completely certain.

Worried that Raymond might start overthinking things, Citrine paused for a moment before adding, "I can't pinpoint the cause, but your body is perfectly healthy. The pain in your chest won't do any real harm, so you don't need to worry about that."

"Is there really no way to cure it for good?" Calvin pressed, still unwilling to give up.

Citrine hesitated, then her eyes lit up as if she'd just remembered something. "Actually, maybe there is."

"If you want to get to the root of it and fix this once and for all, I'd recommend hypnotherapy."

As she mentioned hypnotherapy, someone came to Citrine's mind.

"I know an excellent hypnotherapist-I can put you in touch."

out her phone and sent

name sound so familiar?" Calvin muttered,

gave a little laugh. "Probably just

more times until it suddenly clicked. "Wait, isn't Yates the most

shook his head. Surely it couldn't be the same person-after all, that Yates was notoriously difficult

really crossed

altogether. "Hey, how do you even know a hypnotherapist?" Calvin narrowed his eyes,

in everyday life too-hypnotherapists were the last

also the best psychologists anyone could find. Within minutes of talking to them, they could read you like a book, peeling back every layer

Citrine didn't respond.

ask so many questions?" Raymond noticed Citrine's reluctance and

evening, Citrine decided to stay and look after Raymond,

for visitors, so it was easy

the bathroom, then lay down

Raymond's voice broke the silence

ever study

struck him then how little he