The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 120

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 120

Chapter 120 Respond With

Actions

Corrine spun around sharply, her wide eyes meeting Nate's gaze. His dark irises seemed endless, drawing her in. "Nate..." she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"It's me,” he replied, his tone low, steady, and laced with an emotion she couldn't quite decipher.

"Why... why didn't you leave with your team just now?" she asked, her voice wavering despite her best effort to stay composed.

"I'll always stand by you," he said, each word deliberate and firm. "You can ask me a hundred times, and my answer won't change."

His calm tone carried an undeniable sense of authority, one that left no room for doubt.

Corrine's lashes fluttered, and she tightened her grip on the coffee cup, the ceramic cool against her trembling fingers.

He wasn't just answering her; he was promising her something far deeper.

Turning her head, she murmured softly, "Don't make such promises. I'm not sure I'm capable of living up to them."

"Not capable?" Nate repeated, his voice soft but probing.

Before she could step back, he reached out, gently taking her wrist. He lifted the coffee cup she held and sipped from the exact spot her lipstick had marked.

The faint red stain transferred to his lips, and with a quick flick of his tongue, he wiped it away as if it had been his intention all along.

started, her

It was her cup.

noticed her flustered expression and

cheeks as she struggled to ignore

still have work to finish. I might be late leaving tonight." She turned to walk away, but before she could take a single step, his hand wrapped around

brushed against her ear, his breath warm and his voice a deep murmur that sent shivers down her spine. "Corrine, if you just believe in

live up to anything."

Live up to anything...

How could she?

lowered her gaze, concealing the storm of emotions swirling in her

his

to decide, his patience infinite.

ache, as if something essential was slipping

catch up, her hand shot

unexpected touch, his expression

before being replaced by something

Her lips brushed against his, cool and impossibly

that was both fleeting

delicate touch was like a spark landing on dry kindling, igniting something uncontrollable within him. For a brief moment, his

fire

she had lit.

only seconds, it left Nate

gaze burned as he looked at Corrine, his eyes now darkened with an unmistakable

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