NovelEnglishChapter 668 Theo raised his hand, his expression earnest and solemn. "Citrine, whatever I did wrong in my past life, I swear I'll make it up to you this time. I promise, I'll treat you right." Hearing this, Citrine couldn't help but laugh in disbelief, the sound sharp with anger.
So he remembers the past, does he? Then he shouldn't have forgotten what he did. The nerve he had, standing here and making these promises as if nothing happened it was nauseating.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe dropped all pretenses, her tone turning icy as she laid it bare. "If you really remember everything, then do us both a favor and stay as far away fromas possible." By the end, her words were laced with barely contained fury.
But Theo's eyes lit up as if she'd handed him hope. "I knew it, Citrine. I knew you remembered us. There's no way you could just forget ten years together." Ever since those memories of their previous life had crushing back, Theo had been living with a sharp, gnawing ache in his chest.
Citrine's death had beca wound that would never heal. After she died, he'd spent countless nights wide awake, haunted by regret and only then realizing how deeply he loved her.
After he'd avenged her-hunting down every last member of the Iverson family- he'd ended his own life. He couldn't bear the thought of her walking through the afterlife alone. He had to be there with her.
A flicker of madness gleamed in Theo's eyes. "Citrine, I know I failed you before. But I got revenge for you. Everyone who hurt you-I killed them all. After you died, I made sure the entire Iverson family paid, even Jeanette." Citrine let out a bitter laugh, as if she'd just heard a joke. "Revenge, huh? And what about you?" Theo faltered, confused.
She pressed on, her voice growing ever colder. "You're the one who stole my kidney. You're the one who kept hurting me, over and over. You cheated onwith Jeanette. I trusted you, but the deepest wounds cfrom you. Isn't it obvious? The worst villain was always you." Her words were glacial now, every syllable razor-sharp. "You want to avenge me? Then the person you should have killed is yourself." Theo's heart lurched, his breath catching.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBefore he could manage a response, Citrine leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper. "If you really want to make it up to me, it's not too late." A spark of hope flashed in Theo's eyes. He thought he was getting through to her, his lips curling into a tentative smile. "Tell me, Citrine Whatever it takes to make you forgive me, I'll do it." Citrine flashed a disarmingly innocent smile and murmured in his ear, "Go die." The smile vanished from Theo's face in an instant, his eyes losing their light.
"You... do you really hatethat much?” he stammered, disbelief clouding his features. They'd shared ten years together-how could she hate him so much that she'd rather see him dead? Citrine gave a short, mirthless laugh, her disappointment clear. "Looks like you're not going to do it, huh?"
She sighed, shaking her head. "You could've just said so from the start. All that talk about revenge and you can't even follow through. What a waste of my time." She turned and walked away, not sparing him another glance.
Theo couldn't stop her; all he could do was hurry after her.
Trailing at her side, desperation bled into his voice. "Citrine, I know I made terrible mistakes, but you can't just Frit writeoff. Don't I deserve a second chance?" Citrine corrected him, her tone glacial. "No, Theo. You didn't make a mistake. You committed a crime." She looked him dead in the eye, her voice cutting to the bone. "Forced organ transplants are illegal."
Theo's face went deathly pale, but soon another thought seemed to take hold, reviving a sliver of hope in his eyes. "Citrine, I know I deserved to die in my past life. But in this life, there's no Jeanette, no Iversons-just us. We could start over. I swear, I'll never let anyone hurt you again." пой
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