The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Take A Leap Of

Faith

There were no grand declarations, no flowery words-just one simple, honest question. "Why don't you just be my girlfriend?"

In that moment, Corrine felt an unexpected rush of warmth and sincerity, like the sun breaking through a stormy sky.

She wondered if there was anyone else in the world, besides Nate, who would truly accept her, who would cherish her for who she was.

Would anyone else say, "Do it your way. No matter what happens, I'll always have your back"?

Would there be anyone else who would say, "It's my unwavering dedication to being your beacon in the dark, your constant, your most devoted companion"?

He never flinched at her aloofness, her guarded heart.

Even when she was armed with defenses, brimming with hostility, he always held his arms open, waiting for her.

"I'm struggling to keep up with your pace," Corrine confessed, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

softened, his tone gentle but insistent. "Then tell me, what pace should it

found herself momentarily speechless, caught off guard by the

respond, a soft knock came from the door. "Miss Holland, the

gaze to Nate, her voice light

leaving him momentarily breathless, stirring something

within him.

Nate's lips, his voice low and teasing. "If you don't want

confused. "So, what do you

Nate's voice darkened as he leaned closer, his fingers gently brushing the sensitive skin behind her ear. "Be my girlfriend,

blooming across her cheeks. “I just feel like

a playful glint in his eyes, his smile hinting at something deeper.

mirrored his teasing tone. "Yes and no. After all, I

to feel it in the future," Nate promised, his voice smooth and

then," Corrine replied, her voice light but with a hidden weight. "But we need to establish some boundaries. No kissing me out of nowhere,

her words, the smile on Nate's face faltered, his gaze sharpening slightly. "You can keep testing me, but

to be with him, yet still insisted on keeping him at arm's length, refusing affection-how could she expect him to stand for

respond, but the

his voice softening. "Come on, let's

took her hand,