The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 611

Chapter 611

She was probably going to die, yet in that moment, Citrine felt strangely happy. Holding Raymond's hand, she managed a smile.

"Dad, if I die, don't be sad."

"And please tell Mom that I never blamed her. Not even once."

Raymond's heart twisted painfully. "Don't say things like that, sweetheart. You're not going to die. You have to keep fighting."

"And as for Hilda-" his voice softened, "I think she'd be happier if you told her those things yourself."

But Citrine barely had any strength left. As Raymond finished speaking, she slipped away from consciousness entirely.

"Citrine?" Raymond froze, panic icing through his veins.

“What's happening? What's wrong with her?" He spun around and barked at the paramedics in the back of the ambulance, his voice so cold and low it sent chills

through everyone.

only after confirming she was still breathing that

out from the pain, but her breathing

Raymond's heart was lodged in his throat, barely

forever-though it was only fifteen minutes

everything for

lose; a team of doctors immediately whisked Citrine away to the

pale as a ghost outside the doors, looking

unable to bear the sight. He reached out, gently

Carmichael, I know you're worried about her, but

eyes searching, desperate. "She's

his mouth opening but no

had state-of-the-art technology and world- class surgeons, yet

in her chest- the year they'd barely managed to snatch her back from death's

the exact same spot, and

silent, Raymond looked away, the hope draining from

Nathanael wondered whether he

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