The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress novel Chapter 756

Citrine was upset.

“Mom, don’t say that. I know you’re a wonderful mother.”

“My darling, you really are my little sweetheart,” Hilda couldn’t help but gently pinch her daughter’s nose.

As the words left her lips, Hilda realized Citrine was trying to comfort her.

With a soft laugh, she asked, “Did that rascal Wade say something to you?”

Citrine shook her head. “No, Mom. I asked my brother myself.”

Hilda smiled at her daughter, saying nothing more.

It was the first time Citrine had opened up on her own. She’d thought it would be difficult, but once she did it, she realized it wasn’t so hard after all.

She could feel it—this honest conversation had brought her and her mother closer than ever.

Citrine wanted to keep talking, but when she noticed the fatigue in Hilda’s eyes, she decided against it.

She obediently crawled under the covers and urged, “Come on, Mom, let’s get some rest. You have to go to work tomorrow.”

Thinking her daughter was tired, Hilda fondly ruffled Citrine’s hair. “Alright, sweetheart.”

Citrine quickly closed her eyes.

A long while later, after she heard her daughter’s steady breathing, Hilda quietly opened her own eyes.

The nightlight cast a gentle glow over half her face, making her seem even softer and more serene.

Hilda leaned over and pressed a kiss to Citrine’s forehead.

“I love you, baby,” she whispered.

Only then did Hilda finally drift off into a peaceful sleep.