The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 399

Chapter 399:

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Corrine watched as Callie cycled through a storm of emotions in mere seconds before coolly parting her lips.

“This is your last warning.”

With that, she turned on her heel and walked away without so much as a backward glance.

Just as she stepped out of the restroom, her phone chimed with a message.

Assuming it was from Nate, she unlocked her screen and checked.

“Corrine, it’s Bruce. I’m at South Garden Apartments. You haven’t been back in a while, have you? I’ve pieced everything together now. I owe you an apology for my attitude today—actually, for everything. And for what Rita did. Corrine, I’m truly sorry for all the hurt I’ve caused you. No amount of apologies will be enough, but please, give me a chance—a chance to make things right.”

Corrine let out a short, mirthless laugh.

He had left her at the altar without hesitation, yet now he refused to let go, talking about regret and second chances as if the past could be rewritten at his convenience.

The hypocrisy of it all made her stomach churn. She was already simmering from her encounter with Callie, and Bruce’s message poured fuel on the fire in her chest, heat rising so fast it felt suffocating.

Needing air, she strode to the nearest window, shoved it open, and took in a deep breath, willing herself to calm down.

“You look upset,” Nate’s voice came from behind her.

Corrine turned to find Nate standing there, dressed in a black shirt.

The top few buttons were undone, exposing the sharp line of his Adam’s apple, giving him a casually disheveled look that contrasted with his usual composed demeanor.

She pushed away the lingering frost in her gaze, forced her emotions in check, and offered a light smile.

“What are you doing out here?”

“Worried my little darling might lose her way.” Nate closed the distance between them, slipping an arm effortlessly around her waist. His other hand lifted, fingertips grazing the corner of her eye before settling against her cheek.

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“Tell me—what’s got you so upset?”

His voice was low and steady, laced with an undeniable warmth that, against her will, made Corrine’s tension ease.

“Maybe I pushed things too far today. Bruce wants to meet me alone,” she said.

“You agreed?” Nate’s tone instantly cooled, a sharp glint flickering in his dark eyes.

Noticing the tight set of his jaw, Corrine let out a quiet laugh.

“Why do you look so tense?”

“Just answer me. Did you agree to see him?” His grip on her shoulders tightened slightly, his gaze locked onto hers with an intensity that left no room for evasion.

Corrine shook her head.

“An ex is as good as dead to me. And I don’t waste my time on the dead.”

Her words clearly pleased Nate.

Seeing the shift in his expression, she leaned in and stood on tiptoe, pressing a soft kiss against his lips.

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