The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 732

One of those men adored Citrine so much that he seemed to shrink in her presence, while the other, though always butting heads with her, couldn't hide the tenderness in his eyes or the care in his words-feelings he probably hadn't even noticed himself.

He knew Citrine didn't like either of them, but he wasn't sure whether that should make him feel relieved or not.

When it came to emotions, she was an enigma—young, yet impossible for him to read.

As Citrine was eating, she suddenly caught a strange look on his face.

"What's on your mind?" she asked.

Sebastian snapped back to the present. He looked into Citrine's eyes, his tone unusually earnest. "I was wondering what kind of person you'd fall for."

What he really wanted to ask was whether she could ever like him, but he didn't dare.

She was simply too far out of reach-brilliant, self-possessed, and distant. All he could do was bury his feelings deep inside.

Most of all, he was afraid that if he ever confessed, things between them would end up like her and Hastings-strained and broken. That was a risk he couldn't bear.

her gaze, as if waiting

reply

kind of person would she like? She'd never really thought

strength. The scars from that relationship were so deep that, even now, the idea of falling in love again had

honestly, "I

Citrine hesitated, then decided to lay her heart bare, just this once. "Loving someone is exhausting. I don't want to go through that again in this lifetime. I want someone who'll love me, steadfast and true, who'll choose me without hesitation, who'll love me more than life itself—maybe even more than he loves himself.

too much-demanding, even shameless. She thought, perhaps, this would put an

in his eyes to grow even more intense

disappointment. If anything, he looked almost...

what he was

will be someone like that," Sebastian said, his heart pounding in

could do that.

and intent that Citrine felt a

"Why are that?"

me like è muttered, a fainted her eyes and

her

meal.