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.

as he lunged forward to catch

the Carmichaels scrambled to call for a

let out a relieved sigh, his tense expression easing

collapsed from acute distress and emotional shock. He'll come around after a little rest

that, Raymond was moved to

living with the Iversons, the next he saw

with these nightmares.

Raymond suddenly saw Theo and Sawyer Iverson standing quietly by

He tried

could focus, an

there, force yanked

into

the sight of the

fitted to her nose, an IV dripping into her arm. Her face

happened? Why was

and he forced

time, he didn't pay any attention to Sawyer or Theo. Instead, his eyes went straight past them to