The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 68

Chapter 68 Rushing Won't Help

In the car, Nate's gaze rested steadily on Corrine.

However, Corrine seemed oblivious. Her head was bent as she scrolled. through her phone. She occasionally tucked a stray strand of hair behind.

her ear.

"Shall we have lunch together tomorrow?" Nate asked, his voice breaking the quiet.

Corrine paused, considering, before offering an apologetic reply. "I can't. I have something very important to take care of tomorrow."

Nate's expression shifted subtly, the realization dawning-she intended to attend the bidding event in the southern district of the city herself.

"Then... another day?" he asked, his brows knitting slightly as he studied

her.

Corrine gave a small nod. "Sure."

Before she could complete her sentence, the car jolted to a sudden, violent

stop.

shot out, wrapping securely around

stayed around her waist, enveloping her in the earthy warmth of

head pressed against Nate's chest, where she could hear the steady, reassuring rhythm of

you okay?" Nate's deep, smooth voice resonated above her,

concern.

lightly. "I'm

a sharp tug

murmured, his gaze softening as he glanced down at her nestled

the elegant curve of her neck. Her smooth, porcelain-like skin seemed to glow, its delicate appearance tempting his touch. His dark eyes.

on my button," he explained, his long fingers working carefully

in closer, and his warm breath grazed her neck, sending a subtle shiver

flush crept up her neck, and her

Nate's voice was calm, almost deliberate. "This takes

his tone made Corrine pause. Was it just her

what felt like forever, Nate's fingers finally disentangled her hair. "There,

for so long, Corrine's waist gave out slightly, and she stumbled

arm tightened around her shoulders, holding her