The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 132

Chapter 132 Living Under

The Same Roof

"Would you like to talk about it?" Nate's voice was gentle, yet firm.

Before Corrine could answer, he added, "If you need to speak, I'm here to listen. If not, I won't push."

His words, soft as they were, carried an undeniable weight that seemed to reach into the deepest part of her soul.

Corrine's heart fluttered, a mixture of emotions rising within her, and she pressed her lips tight, trying to hold it all in.

After a moment of quiet reflection, she began, her voice barely above a whisper, "As far back as I can remember, my mother rarely smiled, except when I played the violin. This piece..." She paused, her fingers instinctively tracing the edge of her seat. "This was her favorite. Every time I played it, her gaze would soften, and a smile would appear as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Sometimes, she'd even join me on the piano. For years, I played it just to see that smile. Eventually, I couldn't tell if I truly loved the violin or if I was simply chasing after the happiness in her eyes. After she passed away, I stayed away from it for a long time. It wasn't until I started living in the Ford estate that my grandfather insisted I take up various arts, saying that as a Ford, I had to be skilled in everything to represent the family properly. And so, I picked up the violin again."

Nate's fingers gently wrapped around hers, his touch warm and reassuring. "We should play a duet sometime."

"You play the piano?" Corrine's eyes widened in surprise, her voice faltering slightly.

thought settled, she realized it made

offered a knowing smile. "I know a lot of things. I'll let you discover

they spoke, the car reached the gates

her surprise

once, and the grand gates of the estate slowly creaked open. "Until the danger

the underlying authority in his tone left

was evident, and in that moment,

secretly excited about sharing a roof with me, aren't you?" Corrine flashed him a playful grin. "Mr. Hopkins, you have a knack for flattering yourself. You might want to look in

that, she swung open the car door and stepped out with a hint of satisfaction in

his seatbelt and followed her, grasping her hand with a cheeky smile. "Why bother with pride when

Corrine's cheeks flushed with a mixture

it's you," Nate answered, his tone unwavering.

and paused, momentarily stunned, before offering a respectful nod. "Hello, Miss

Tanya's for a brief moment. She could feel the

to shake off the warmth that flooded her, she gently tugged her hand

her coat, stretched her shoulders and neck, and began

was taken aback to find it neatly stocked with