The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 91

Chapter 92

Although they'd only met a handful of times, Sebastian couldn't help but laugh at himself for looking so pitiful.

Citrine, walking ahead, heard his stifled chuckle and stopped in her tracks.

"What's so funny?" she asked, turning to Sebastian with a puzzled expression.

"You look kind of cute when you're annoyed," Sebastian replied, and for reasons he couldn't explain, he felt unexpectedly cheerful.

"I'm not annoyed," Citrine mumbled, her voice shrinking as she remembered her own reaction just moments ago. She sounded less sure of herself.

Sebastian grinned, teasing, "Really? You had me scared for a second there."

Citrine, taking his words at face value, grew a little embarrassed.

But after a moment's thought, she decided she hadn't done anything wrong. She shifted the blame right back to him. "Well, I don't usually act like that. You were just being impossible."

"Alright, alright, it's my fault," Sebastian said, still amused. Somehow, the burns stinging his arm and stomach didn't hurt quite as much anymore.

arrived at

immediately

nodded and named a specific burn ointment. The

specialty-we have it shipped in from out of town, costs a small fortune, but it works wonders. You won't find it

modestly. "I just heard about

course it works—it's

they were about to leave, the doctor called after

when you put it on. Be gentle with

Sebastian's ears

beat him to it. "He's not my boyfriend," she said

face impassive, as if

together, a flicker of disappointment crossing his eyes before

genuinely surprised —and just a little regretful—that these two attractive young people

the ointment, Citrine grabbed Sebastian by the arm and hurried him out

of them mentioned

for a while, then found a quiet bench tucked away from

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