The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 736

Sebastian ignored Hastings completely and walked straight past him, carrying a

mug of steaming water. She made her way to Citrine and settled down at her side.

Inside Citrine's head, it felt like a thousand horses were galloping in every direction.

Sebastian gently straightened Citrine's head and brought the mug to her lips.

"Citrine, drink some water."

As if she'd heard the words through a fog, Citrine blinked her eyes open and obediently sipped from Sebastian's hand. Warmth spread through her chest, soothing and comforting.

Sebastian smiled in satisfaction at how cooperative she was.

"What are you two doing?" Hastings was watching them with a stormy expression, unable to hide his jealousy at their closeness.

"What's wrong with Citrine?" Only now did he notice the soft flush on her cheeks, the way she looked nothing like her usual self-sleepy, out of sorts.

"It's none of your business." Sebastian didn't even bother looking at him.

Citrine up into her

further, and he stepped forward, arms outstretched to block their path.

voice cold as steel. "You're the last person she wants

Hastings' eyes. He reached for Citrine. "Give her to me," he demanded, his voice shaking. "Give her back." He couldn't even

flat and unyielding.

him aside and carrying Citrine down

didn't stir as she was carried

inside the room, Sebastian gently laid her down on the bed and

at her side for a moment, she stood up, went to the bathroom, and soaked a towel in

already fast asleep, her eyes

caught herself smiling

Citrine's face. It was a simple task, but she

cheeks. It felt

lips felt dry. Still half-asleep, she

tongue against her palm sent a jolt through

could keep her composure, but now, with

built in her chest, threatening