Chapter 237

Citrine lay perfectly still, eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. She could feel Raymond's gentle hand carefully wiping her face, each stroke so light it tickled, making her expression shift ever so slightly despite her efforts.

Eventually, she couldn't keep up the act. With a reluctant sigh, she slowly opened

her eyes.

"Raymond, stop it. That tickles," she said, staring straight at him, her brow

furrowing.

Raymond smiled, putting the washcloth aside before settling softly on the edge of the hospital bed. "So you're finally awake."

"I wasn't sleeping," Citrine replied coolly, her gaze unreadable.

She searched Raymond's eyes, looking for any trace of irritation or

disappointment. There was none. Instead, all she saw was warmth and a quiet fondness.

Do you

even ask why she hadn't answered him, even though

Citrine asked, a hint

would make me angry." In truth, he'd known she was faking

confusion was

gentle as he looked at his innocent little girl. "A

had never once lost his temper with

moment. Instead, something else caught his eye: the bandage

tighten it, but the moment his fingers brushed her skin, Citrine yanked her hand back, eyeing him with a wary, almost

doing?" Her voice trembled slightly, as

clear, yet full

is loose. I just wanted

me?" Citrine's voice

you," she continued, "but when I have

knew it was to protect her, but even

I lost control once and stabbed a classmate in

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