The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 466:

Nate watched her, curled up like a fragile creature bracing against the storm.

Even now, she would rather endure in silence than reveal any weakness before him.

“There usually is no antidote for this kind of drug,” Nate stated coolly, shattering the tense silence between them.

Corrine’s body stiffened. Her fingers clenched the blanket tightly as she swallowed hard. Her voice barely rose above a whisper.

“What now?”

His response was unhesitant.

“You need my help.”

her like a wave, leaving

them, she felt the warmth of his body pressing against her back. A tremor ran through her. The heat radiating from him seeped into her, and a soft, involuntary sigh

crumbling

turned, pressing herself against his chest; seeking something—anything—to soothe the unbearable ache within her. Her hands clutched at his shirt, her movements desperate

he were the only solid thing in a

a chaotic, fevered kiss. Nate’s body went rigid as he glanced down at Corrine, barely conscious in his

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dazed, unfocused eyes—she was both innocent and dangerous, a contradiction that tempted and unsettled him. He

Her voice trembled as she buried her face in his shoulder, a

“I feel so uncomfortable…”

do? She had been so careful, so meticulous. Yet, one careless touch of the glass

miscalculation she had

had never seen Corrine cry before. A pang of unfamiliar emotion tightened in his chest as he reached out, his fingers brushing away the tears clinging to the corners of her eyes. His deep, magnetic

“Do you want it?”