The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 619

Two months later, Raymond's wound had healed enough for him to be discharged from the hospital.

During his stay, he'd asked Nathanael more than once about the identity of the person who had donated the heart, but Nathanael kept his lips sealed. Not once did he mention Citrine.

After seeing Raymond off, Nathanael felt so stifled he couldn't hold it in anymore. He went straight to find Citrine.

"Chairwoman, you gave him your heart. He deserves to know! How's he ever going to remember your kindness if you hide it from him?"

He just didn't get why she insisted on keeping it secret. If anyone deserved to be remembered, it was her.

Unlike Nathanael's fiery outburst, Citrine remained calm, her voice steady. “I decided to give him my heart-that was my choice, not his. He shouldn't have to carry the weight of such a debt. If possible, I'd rather he just live a good life."

Raymond, listening in from the side, turned away, his face twisted with frustration. Even now, she was thinking of him, when she already had enough pain of her

own.

After she left the hospital, Citrine ended things with Theo on her own terms. She sent back every gift he'd ever given her, then returned to the research center as if closing a chapter.

a strict routine. She recorded her experience with

lab,

Sawyer and Theo called her repeatedly, but she never

worse. At first, her episodes came every week, but soon she was hurting herself almost every night. By

went on for months, straight through to

unable to reach her, grew frantic-searching everywhere, desperate just to see

decided to move into the research center itself, cutting herself

changed. A message from

on the edge of a high-rise, teetering dangerously. One wrong move and he'd plummet

want your father to live, come here.

flash across Citrine's eyes when

immediately, her body began

had spent so much time with her lately, he recognized the warning signs-this was her depression,

was different. It was worse than ever. Citrine knew

antidepressants into her

taken those pills. They used to help, but her body had built up a tolerance. The medicine barely worked anymore, and she'd probably forgotten that in her

a few moments, Citrine's shaking eased enough for