The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 85

Chapter 85 Restless Desire

Corrine inhaled deeply, her composure steadily returning as she quelled the storm within her. "Thank you for telling me this, Tanya," she said, her tone calm but thoughtful.

Tanya blinked, momentarily caught off guard. She averted her gaze, her eyes betraying a flicker of guilt. "I didn't mean anything by it. Just rambling on, as usual. I'm glad you don't mind my chatter, Miss Holland."

But Tanya wasn't entirely being honest. Beneath her words lay her own quiet intentions. She had observed how deeply Nate cared for Corrine and noticed Corrine's hesitation when it came to him. If this delicate moment offered her a chance to bring the two closer, she was willing to take it, even if it meant playing the role of a humble matchmaker.

Yet, Corrine's gratitude left her feeling undeserving.

The two strolled idly for a while before Tanya glanced at her watch. "Miss Holland, it's time for your medicine. Mr. Hopkins was very clear about it."

"Alright," Corrine replied softly. After taking her prescribed pills, she retired to her room for some rest.

Later, when Nate returned from being out, his sharp eyes scanned the living room instinctively. Though his voice carried an air of practiced indifference, the question he posed was unmistakably pointed. "Where's Corrine? Has she taken her medicine?"

There was an almost domestic familiarity to his tone, like that of a husband checking in on his wife after a long day.

Tanya caught the subtle undertone and couldn't help the faint smirk that danced on her lips. "Miss Holland is resting in her room," she answered with ease.

gave a small nod. "Make sure lunch is

his tall frame moved confidently toward

tie with one

open with quiet

on the bed, her dark hair fanned out

serene and unguarded, resembled a work of art,

collar of her shirt revealed the gentle slope of her shoulder, her skin glowing faintly in the

darkening with an intensity he couldn't fully rein in. Desire simmered in his eyes, restless and

fingers moving to unfasten the first button of

Her lashes quivered at the featherlight touch, like

and inviting, stirred in his mind, filling him with a longing

throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, the pull to close the distance between them growing

Corrine's eyes fluttered open. For a heartbeat, their gazes locked. Nate's smoldering eyes held hers captive, the spark between them

curved into the faintest of smiles, though the fleeting disappointment in his eyes didn't go unnoticed. He settled

she murmured, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Her eyes

surfaced in her mind. The realization

guilt and gratitude warring within