The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 129

Chapter 129:

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“But you’ve already disturbed my peace, so now you must take responsibility for me.”

His deep voice wrapped around her like velvet, sending a delicate shiver down her spine. Her cheeks bloomed with a rosy warmth.

Corrine tilted her head slightly, trying to maintain some semblance of propriety.

“Then you should rest well now, and continue working once your fever subsides.”

Nate’s smile was tender, almost doting.

“Alright, I’ll do as you say.”

“Good. Then get some sleep. I’ll stay and make sure you’re okay.”

But Nate was several steps ahead. In one swift motion, he wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her horizontally. His voice dropped to a deliberately low whisper.

“If you keep moving like this, I can’t promise I won’t lose control.” The implied threat hung in the air. Corrine understood perfectly, her cheeks deepening to a more intense blush. She bit her lower lip lightly, surrendering to his embrace.

His cool, earthy scent enveloped her, causing her heart to race with a mix of anticipation and vulnerability.

Nate leaned down, brushing a gentle kiss against her fluttering eyelashes before softly patting her back.

“Sleep,” he whispered.

Though she had originally planned to quietly leave once Nate fell asleep, she unexpectedly drifted off herself.

𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕦𝕡𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕒𝕝𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕤.𝕔𝕠𝕞

When Nate slowly opened his eyes, he found Corrine peacefully nestled against his arm, resembling a tranquil kitten.

Her long lashes cast delicate shadows over her cheeks, her nose slightly upturned with a soft elegance that drew his gaze. Her lips, slightly parted in sleep, glistened faintly like dew on ripe fruit, and the faint curve of her neckline revealed a glimpse of porcelain skin beneath the loose fabric of her blouse. Nate’s dark eyes softened as he admired her peaceful expression.

His gaze deepened, laced with tenderness and something more indefinable. A resigned smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

She trusted him too much.

He reached out, his fingers brushing delicately over her cheek, as though tracing a line of poetry. A quiet infatuation flickered in his eyes as he studied her serene features.

He couldn’t fathom why Bruce would choose Leah over Corrine. In terms of beauty, Leah was no match for her. In family background, Corrine outshone her by miles. There was nothing about Corrine that could be found lacking.

But then again, perhaps it was Bruce’s loss that had paved the way for Nate’s gain. If Bruce hadn’t abandoned her, things might have been far more complicated.

Just as his thoughts meandered, Corrine’s phone buzzed loudly, breaking the tranquility of the moment.

Nate quickly picked it up, glancing at the screen before answering.

“Who’s this?” The line went silent for a beat before Bruce’s familiar voice answered, sharp and tinged with barely suppressed anger.

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