The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 615

"Bastards," Raymond spat through gritted teeth.

Those two, Sawyer and Theo-heartless, both of them. They only cared about Jeanette and left Citrine to fend for herself, not even bothering to hire a nurse to look after her. Were they truly that broke? Had the company gone under? Or were they just that callous?

It was pathetic. Even when Citrine was still unconscious, Sawyer couldn't wait to order Theo to break up with her-and Theo, that coward, just played both sides. He refused to break up, yet kept running back to Jeanette, tangled up in her drama.

Meanwhile, Jeanette was living it up, eating well and laughing loud, healthy as ever for someone supposedly sick. If she so much as sneezed, Sawyer and Theo acted like the world was ending.

But here, his Citrine-she had no one. No one to care for her, not even a bite to eat.

Betrayed by both her adoptive father and her boyfriend. How was she supposed to survive that?

Raymond's eyes stung as he watched.

All alone, Citrine dragged herself across the floor, inching toward the coffee table. She was so weak she could only move herself using her arms, hauling her body bit by bit. With one kidney gone and her wounds still healing, her strength had abandoned her. Before long, she was gasping for air, utterly spent, and it took ages before she could try again. She repeated the struggle three times before finally managing to reach the bread left on the coffee table.

It was the first time Raymond had ever seen his daughter eat like that-ravenous, devouring the bread as if someone might snatch it away. In all his memories of family meals, Citrine had always been so composed, eating in small, careful bites.

Now, the contrast was heartbreaking. The desperate hunger, the wild way she stuffed herself—it was nothing like the graceful daughter he remembered.

Raymond ached for her, but all he had left was consciousness, unable to lift a finger to help.

he burned with hatred, vowing to hold Sawyer and Theo accountable for every bit

these dreams, Raymond had checked against reality, and

done, Citrine could only despise him. No matter what the future brought, Raymond knew his daughter's spirit—she would never, not in this lifetime, end

dream, they were

silent, a wild hunch forming in his

everything he'd seen was from Citrine's past life-memories of

he couldn't shake the conviction.

passed. Neither Sawyer nor Theo so much as glanced into Citrine's

room.

end it was

a kind

-

to watch any longer-who stormed in and

didn't trust her. She refused to take a single

for her health, but never forced her. Day

ate nothing, the nurse kept coming back, bringing her

wasn't until several

Citrine was so hungry she could barely think, that

Swed hard.

smiled gently, and opened

on," she said kindly,