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.

she scooped Citrine up into her arms and made to

arms outstretched to block their

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

voice shaking. "Give her back." He couldn't even let himself

flat and unyielding. "Keep

barreled past Hastings, shouldering him aside and

stir as she was carried

the room, Sebastian gently laid her down on the bed and finally let out

up, went

was already fast asleep, her eyes

caught herself

beside the bed on one knee, using the damp towel to softly wipe Citrine's face. It was a simple task, but she took her time, moving with slow, careful strokes, as if memorizing every detail

gentle touch gliding across her cheeks. It felt wonderful, and she

while, Citrine's lips felt dry. Still half-asleep, she instinctively darted out her tongue

brush of Citrine's tongue against her palm sent a jolt through her-hot and electric. Her hand

could keep her composure, but now, with just

slow, dangerous heat built in her chest, threatening to