The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 190

Chapter 190 What If I Say

Yes

"Did you miss me?" Nate asked.

Corrine stood up, her movements graceful as she crossed to the sofa. She picked up at cherry from the table, its deep crimson hue making her fingers look like delicate.

porcelain.

With a slight tilt of her head, she popped the cherry into her mouth, her lips parting with effortless elegance.

Nate watched every movement on the screen, his eyes growing darker, more intense. He swallowed, his throat tight as if her every gesture had a physical pull on him.

Corrine slowly, deliberately spat the cherry pit into her hand, her gaze lifting to meet his. "What if I say yes?" she teased.

Her words echoed in his mind, simple yet sweeter than any confession of love he had

ever heard.

It was as though a wave of warmth spread through him, and for a moment, he just sat there, lost in the joy of her response.

Nate's eyes remained fixed on her, an unguarded, almost possessive look on his face. He didn't even realize how silly he must have looked, grinning like a fool.

Corrine caught the silence stretching between them and couldn't suppress a soft sigh. So, Nate was that easy to please.

hand, of being the one who had made him

voice broke the silence, low and husky. "That makes me feel

Corrine raised an eyebrow,

been thinking about you constantly, without a break," he continued, his tone deeper

caught off guard, her pulse quickening at his

playful glint in his eyes as he admired the faint blush that colored her cheeks. "To be fair," he added with a teasing

mock defiance. But as she reached. for the fruit platter

over.

slipped from her grasp, and

on her bosom.

slender neck and the soft sweep of her collarbones. Her chest rose and fell in a slow,

eyes narrowing as his voice

name was almost hypnotic, rich with an underlying current of desire that reverberated deep within her, stirring a ripple

confusion

as silk. "And yet you still tease me like this? Did you do

again, realizing the camera of her phone was trained directly on her chest.

her phone, her voice stumbling. “I didn't mean to- "Yes.

her lip,

talk her way out of this

her cheeks, the curve of his lips curling

moment to settle scores."

softening with a hint of

Cha

I Say Yes