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.”

into her like a wave, leaving

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

already crumbling rationality

the unbearable ache within her. Her hands clutched at his shirt, her movements desperate and instinctive. Nate tensed beneath her touch, his

to Nate as if he were the only

by the fire coursing through her veins, she reached for him instinctively, her lips finding his in a chaotic, fevered kiss. Nate’s body went rigid as he glanced

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both innocent and dangerous, a contradiction that tempted and unsettled him. He

she buried her face in his shoulder, a quiet sob caught in

“I feel so uncomfortable…”

slipping further into the drug’s merciless grip. What was she supposed to do? She had been so careful, so meticulous. Yet, one careless

a miscalculation she had never

chest as he reached out, his fingers brushing away the tears clinging to the corners of her eyes. His

“Do you want it?”