The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 803

Raymond's injuries from Mirage Cay hadn't fully healed yet. Citrine didn't let him linger in the hospital room, brushing him off with a few quick words and sending him on his way.

Now, in the spacious room, only Citrine and Sebastian remained.

Citrine carried a bowl of fresh fruit over to the bed and sat down beside him.

Sebastian kept his eyes tightly shut, uncertain if he should open them or just keep pretending.

Until Citrine broke the silence.

"Alright, enough. You can stop faking."

Sebastian opened his eyes, blinking in surprise. "How did you know?"

Citrine casually speared a piece of fruit with a fork and held it to his lips. "I saw you blink a minute ago."

Not wanting her to misunderstand, Sebastian quickly explained, "I wasn't trying to fool you. I just... didn't know the right moment to wake up."

After all, none of this felt exactly appropriate.

"Alright, just eat." Citrine nudged the fruit closer.

Sebastian stared at the forkful for a second, then obediently took a bite.

Citrine drew her hand back, a hint of exasperation in her voice. "What my dad said was really something else..."

Honestly, how many fathers in this world would ever approve of their daughter becoming a heartbreaker? Her dad was way ahead of his time.

fatale, but his words had still left her oddly happy. Through all that awkwardness, she'd felt the warmth of

Raymond, Citrine couldn't

of it and turned her attention to Sebastian.

Sebastian shook his head,

up." Citrine

learned from before, Sebastian opened his mouth

after piece, only stopping when he finally shook his

watching Sebastian as she

he could have died. The thought still haunted

because of her, she'd spend the rest of her life drowning in

clear, earnest eyes, Sebastian felt his heart

no reason," he said

"What?"

searching his

didn't think about anything. My body just moved on

didn't want anything to happen

looked up,

once, the usually quick-witted her was

took a deep breath, steadying herself, before

me."

to

asked, "Am I realice

you

life?"

t belongs to Shore

nearly died for