The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 230

Chapter 232

Ever since returning from Elbert's birthday celebration, she'd been in this state for days.

At first, Raymond simply assumed she was in a bad mood, and planned to check in when the moment felt right.

That evening, after work, he came home intending to talk to his daughter, only for the housekeeper to inform him she was in the bath.

Raymond didn't think much of it and settled downstairs to wait.

But two hours passed, and Citrine still hadn't come out. A creeping sense of unease finally took hold.

Surely nothing could have happened in all that time.

Raymond's nerves were frayed. His expression darkened as he rushed upstairs. He knocked on the bathroom door, his voice taut with anxiety. "Citrine? Are you alright in there?"

name again and again.

his shoulder into the door

lay motionless, her eyes closed, one hand draped limply over the edge as blood

hesitate for a second. He lifted her

limbs were icy cold. The pain that

condition was critical. At the hospital, she was rushed straight into

operating room, chilled to the bone. He couldn't bear to think what he would do if Citrine didn't make

a centimeter from her heart- tormented him. Self-loathing twisted inside: how could he call

himself hard, twice, putting all his

The operating room

Travis, and Salome Carmichael had all arrived at the hospital. The moment they heard Citrine was hurt, they dropped everything

harsh hospital lights. "How could you let this happen?" he spat. "She was fine until you got your hands on her. If you can't be a

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