The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 93

Chapter 93 You Must Take Responsibility For Me

Before Corrine could look up, Nate's hand gently settled on her head, carefully drawing her into his embrace. "Stay with me," he murmured, his words carrying an intimate weight.

The simple gesture sent an inexplicable tremor through Corrine's heart.

"I'm afraid staying here might disturb you..." she began, her voice soft with hesitation.

A playful edge entered Nate's tone. "But you've already disturbed my heart, so you must take responsibility for me."

His deep voice wrapped around her ears like velvet, sending a delicate shiver down her spine. Her cheeks bloomed with a rosy warmth.

Corrine tilted her head slightly, attempting to maintain a semblance of propriety. "Then you should rest well now, and continue working once your fever subsides."

Nate's smile was tender, almost doting. “Alright, I'll do as you say."

"Good. Then get some sleep. I'll stay and make sure you're okay."

he wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her horizontally. His voice dropped

cheeks deepening to a more intense blush. She bit her lower lip lightly,

causing her heart to race with an intricate mix of

leaned down, brushing a gentle kiss against her fluttering eyelashes before softly patting her back. "Sleep," he

leave once Nate

slowly opened his eyes, he found Corrine peacefully nestled against his arm, resembling

cheeks, her nose slightly upturned with a soft elegance that drew his gaze. Her lips, slightly parted in sleep, glistened faintly like dew on ripe fruit, and the faint curve

with tenderness and something more indefinable. A resigned smile tugged at the corner of his

him

out, his fingers brushing delicately over her cheek as if tracing a line of poetry. A quiet infatuation flickered in his eyes as he studied her serene

why Bruce would choose

for her. In family background, Corrine outshone

about Corrine that could be found

way for Nate's gain. If Bruce hadn't abandoned her, things might have been far more

as his thoughts meandered, Corrine's phone buzzed loudly, breaking the tranquility of

screen before answering. "Who's this?" The line went silent for a beat

against his arm. Rising quietly, he moved to