The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 322

Theo could sense Citrine’s dislike for him, and it threw him off for a moment. “Do you really hate me that much?” he asked, his voice uncertain.

From the very first time they met, he’d felt her animosity—an almost palpable disgust that seemed to radiate from her.

Citrine nodded, not bothering to hide her disdain. “At least you’re self-aware. Since you know I can’t stand you, why don’t you stop parading yourself in front of me?” She didn’t even try to mask her revulsion; it was written all over her face.

Her expression was like a slap, and it stung more than Theo cared to admit. He swallowed his discomfort, forcing himself to ask, “Have we met before? Did something happen between us?”

He studied her closely, genuinely invested in her answer.

In their last life, they’d been together for a decade, and in all that time, Theo had never once cared about her feelings or bothered to understand her. Now, as he gazed at her with concern, it almost felt like a cruel joke. She’d never seen him look at her this way—not even at the end.

Pathetic.

Citrine looked at his serious face and suddenly laughed. “Oh, we’ve got history. The kind that’s written in blood.”

Theo thought she was joking and let out a chuckle. “You’re funny, you know that?”

He grinned. “I think I’m starting to like you.” For some reason, just looking at her made his heart race uncontrollably—a feeling he’d never experienced before.

He’d always been indifferent to women, completely uninterested. But with her, it was different. From the moment they met, she’d held his attention.

Citrine only found his words ridiculous.

She shook her head, fixing him with a look of utter contempt. “Shame for you, but I really can’t stand you.”

Theo had always been the golden boy—envied, admired, put on a pedestal wherever he went. No one had ever despised him like this.

Of course, he’d never really faced rejection before, so he didn’t believe for a second that Citrine would be any different.

In his world, no one hated for no reason; if they did, it was only because the price wasn’t high enough.