The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 233

Several hours later, the doors to the emergency room finally swung open.

"Doctor, how's my daughter?" Raymond rushed forward, grabbing the doctor by the collar, his voice trembling with emotion.

"Calm down, calm down," the male doctor said quickly, startled by Raymond's sudden outburst. “You got her here just in time, and the way you bandaged her wrist beforehand really helped. She's out of danger now, but she'll need to stay in the hospital for a few days under observation."

"Thank God," Raymond breathed out, finally letting go of the doctor. The Carmichaels, who had been holding their collective breath, finally relaxed.

When everyone went in to see Citrine in her room, Raymond hung back and sought out the doctor alone.

"How long has my daughter had that wound near her heart?" Raymond asked, his voice grave as he locked eyes with the physician.

The doctor hesitated for a split second, recalling the partially infected scar by the girl's heart. "You mean the gunshot wound about an inch from her heart? Judging by the scar tissue, it's at least three or four years old. It was infected, but we've

cleaned it up."

daughter is incredibly lucky-the

but he said

and not see him, he hurried back

room.

thin-she looked as though she'd lost years

breathe. He swore silently that once she

mend the pain inside her heart.

he pulled out his phone and called Yates Cooper, determined to let

later,

marched up to Raymond and punched him

"Raymond, what the hell did your family do to her? Didn't I tell you if the Carmichaels ever hurt her, I'd never forgive you? Or did you think I

himself. He took

his rage did Raymond finally speak, voice low and heavy. "I'm sorry. I didn't take good enough care of