The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 103

Chapter 103:

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With a stern look, Bruce asked, “Who are you?”

“The car’s outside. Let’s go.” Nate, as if not hearing Bruce’s question, turned to look at Corrine behind him.

Without showing any signs of doubt, Corrine silently agreed and began to walk away.

Following instinctively, Bruce attempted to catch up with Corrine, only to be blocked abruptly by Nate. With a calm stare that seemed to regard Bruce as if he were already gone from this world, Nate warned, “Don’t let me catch you bothering her again.”

Bruce stood there, teeth clenched. Nate’s eyes swept over him with clear disrespect, treating him like something distasteful. This left Bruce feeling deeply offended. Who exactly was this man? What was his connection to Corrine?

Back at the car, Nate observed the red marks on Corrine’s wrist, his eyes flashing with cold sharpness.

“Without you, what do you think the Ashton family’s fate would be?”

“It’s up to his fate,” Corrine replied sharply.

“And you shouldn’t meddle.”

As she spoke, Nate leaned in close with a daunting air, momentarily stealing Corrine’s breath.

“Still thinking about him?” he asked, his smile cold and uninviting.

Corrine’s expression tightened.

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“Do you really think I don’t know what’s good for me?”

At her words, a genuine smile finally broke through Nate’s stern demeanor.

“You always seem so indifferent to what I do. It does seem you don’t know what’s good for you.”

“Nate!” Corrine cried out and playfully punched Nate’s chest.

Her hand was caught by him unexpectedly, and he said, “Corrine, I truly love you.”

Corrine was dumbfounded by his sudden declaration. Nervously, she retreated her hand and pretended to fix her already neat hair.

Yet Nate persisted, enveloping her in his arms and drawing her close. He nestled his face into the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply, cherishing the closeness. Whispering right beside her ear, he admitted, “This might surprise you, but I’m equally astounded. My love for you has grown far more than I ever thought possible since just yesterday.”

Rooted to the spot, Corrine’s eyes widened in shock.

With a gentle touch, Nate caressed her cheek, his thumb grazing her lips. His anticipation was clear as he leaned in for a soft kiss.

The coolness of his breath snapped Corrine out of her daze. She finally met his earnest, intense look.

Feeling suddenly overwhelmed, she quickly looked away and tried to push him back.

Despite her efforts, Nate’s hold tightened around her waist, securing her close to him. He admired the blush that colored her cheeks, his heart racing as he said, “Corrine, I can’t wait any longer.”

A wave of panic surged through Corrine, and she only managed to say, “Nate…”

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