The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 613

He had no idea Manley and Citrine had known each other for so long.

Raymond pressed his lips together, his face tight with pain.

How could he blame Manley for anything? As Citrine's own father, he'd failed to find his daughter when she needed him most, absent from every important moment of her life. He should have been the one to protect her, but when the crisis came, it was his daughter who ended up protecting him. He felt like a complete failure.

Raymond's face was ashen as he slumped in the hospital waiting room, his brow furrowed in agony. Pain contorted his features, sweat beading on his forehead. But even as the discomfort became unbearable, not a sound escaped him.

Manley waited, expecting Raymond to lash out at him, but the reprimand never

came.

When Manley glanced over again, he saw just how frail Raymond looked. "What's wrong with you?" Manley frowned.

Raymond barely managed to lift his eyelids, forcing out a low, "It's nothing."

But before he could finish, a violent cough wracked his body. Suddenly, blood burst from his mouth, splattering across the gleaming, polished floor.

His strength gave out completely.

Manley's eyes widened in shock as

scrambled to

examination, the doctor finally let out a relieved sigh, his tense expression

emotional shock. He'll come around after a little rest and an IV

that, Raymond was moved to a

and forth-one moment he saw Citrine living with the Iversons, the next he saw her lying pale and motionless

just as he always did with these nightmares. But this

suddenly saw Theo and Sawyer Iverson standing quietly by the

He tried

could focus, an

was lying there, force yanked

him into another

froze at the sight of the patient in

an oxygen tube fitted to her nose, an IV dripping into

was Citrine

struck him, and he forced his consciousness

or Theo. Instead, his eyes