Chapter 461

Hilda's heart warmed as she watched her daughter anxiously eyeing her injured hand. In that moment, she almost wished the burn were worse—just to win a bit more of her daughter's sympathy.

The angry red mark on her hand stood out starkly, making Hilda wince. She quickly pulled herself together and turned to her daughter. "Come upstairs with me. Let's take care of this."

Right now, all Hilda could think about was her daughter, so she followed without question, standing up and heading upstairs alongside her.

Once there, Citrine rummaged through the hallway cabinet until she found the best burn ointment they had. Sitting across from her mother, she took Hilda's hand, gently pulling it closer, then began to dab the cooling cream onto the burn, bit by bit.

Noticing Hilda watching her so intently, Citrine assumed she was worried. "Don't worry," she said softly. "It won't leave a scar."

Scars were the last thing on Hilda's mind. All she could feel was her daughter's care-a tenderness hidden beneath that calm, detached exterior. For the first time, Hilda sensed the soft heart beneath Citrine's cool surface.

Just then, a sudden sound broke the stillness.

Citrine looked up at Hilda, but Hilda flushed with embarrassment and quickly pressed a hand to her stomach, glancing sheepishly at her daughter. After hours in the kitchen, she was absolutely starving.

"What do you want to eat?

blinked in surprise. "You

Raymond. The Iversons were wealthy-at least before their bankruptcy-and the Carmichael family even more so. Hilda had always assumed her daughter had never needed to lift a finger in the kitchen. But reality, it

a small nod. "Yeah, I

the TV remote. "Put something

left

wandered in. This time, the little creature didn't startle her

Hilda had managed to

conquer

helped. Now, when Citrine's kitten approached, she reached out a hand, her voice warm. "Come here, little one. Come sit

hopped onto the sofa

noticed the golden tag hanging from the kitten's collar. She picked it up, squinting

birthday. Love,

had been a birthday gift from Raymond. Hilda's heart twisted-not just with sadness, but with jealousy. She envied Raymond for being there to celebrate Citrine's birthday, envied him

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