The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 668

Theo raised his hand, his expression earnest and solemn. "Citrine, whatever I did wrong in my past life, I swear I'll make it up to you this time. I promise, I'll treat you right."

Hearing this, Citrine couldn't help but laugh in disbelief, the sound sharp with anger.

So he remembers the past, does he? Then he shouldn't have forgotten what he did. The nerve he had, standing here and making these promises as if nothing happened it was nauseating.

She dropped all pretenses, her tone turning icy as she laid it bare. "If you really remember everything, then do us both a favor and stay as far away from me as possible."

By the end, her words were laced with barely contained fury.

But Theo's eyes lit up as if she'd handed him hope. "I knew it, Citrine. I knew you remembered us. There's no way you could just forget ten years together."

Ever since those memories of their previous life had come rushing back, Theo had been living with a sharp, gnawing ache in his chest.

Citrine's death had become a wound that would never heal. After she died, he'd spent countless nights wide awake, haunted by regret and only then realizing how deeply he loved her.

last member of the Iverson family— he'd ended his own life. He couldn't bear the

you before. But I got revenge for you. Everyone who hurt you—I killed them all. After you

the entire Iverson family paid, even

a bitter laugh, as if she'd just heard a

Theo faltered, confused.

You're the one who kept hurting me, over and over. You cheated on me with Jeanette. I trusted you, but the deepest wounds came from you.

want to avenge me? Then the

heart lurched, his

her voice barely above a whisper. "If you really want to make it

through to her, his lips curling into a tentative smile. "Tell me, Citrine Whatever it takes to make

and murmured in his

Theo's face in an instant, his

really hate me that much?” he stammered, disbelief clouding his features. They'd shared ten years together-how could she hate him so much that

a short, mirthless laugh, her disappointment clear. "Looks like you're not going