The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 31

Chapter 31:

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“Bring her in quickly!” Evelyn said with enthusiasm.

Upon entering, Corrine said, “I hope my visit isn’t an inconvenience.”

“What are you talking about?” Evelyn exclaimed with joy, grasping Corrine’s hand to guide her to a couch.

“I’m so happy you came to see me.”

Observing Corrine’s delicate features, she noticed her improved but still slender appearance.

“How are you feeling these days?”

Corrine responded gratefully, “I’m recovering well, thank you. And how have you been? I wasn’t aware you had been discharged.”

“Just a minor recurrence of an old problem,” Evelyn reassured, her fondness for Corrine growing as she added, “Nate mentioned your recent illness was somehow related to him.”

Corrine shook her head faintly.

“It’s my fault.”

Deep down, she knew that Nate’s appearance wasn’t the sole reason for her illness. Even without him, her body would have given out eventually. After all, how many could endure a storm battering both body and soul without faltering?

She’d always believed the scars of her childhood had hardened her heart into an unyielding fortress. Yet, betrayal from the one she loved most had pierced that armor, leaving her to crumble under the weight of heartache.

Evelyn watched Corrine’s desolate expression, her eyes soft with understanding. Taking Corrine’s hand in hers, she spoke slowly, her voice steady yet comforting.

“People always reach for more than they have. Once they get it, they want something else, never truly satisfied. Changing feelings are only human, but loyalty—that’s a choice, a deliberate act.” Her words lingered in the air.

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“What belongs to you will find its way back, even if you let it go. And what doesn’t? It’s better to release it sooner. The power to choose has always been yours.”

Corrine’s eyelashes fluttered as she absorbed Evelyn’s insight.

“Changing feelings are only human, but loyalty—that’s a choice, a deliberate act.” These words lingered in her mind.

Marriage, Corrine realized, was never meant to be a prison or an unyielding chain.

“Love is like a journey,” Evelyn continued, her voice softening into a reflective tone.

“Two people can walk together, but either can choose to part ways along the road. One day, you’ll find someone who wants to travel all the way to the same destination with you.”

Evelyn reached out, her fingers gently brushing against Corrine’s hollow cheek.

“Good girl, remember, we live for ourselves—not for anyone else. Letting love trap you would betray your true, independent nature.”

Corrine looked at her, startled by the clarity in Evelyn’s words. Then, a warm smile broke across her face.

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