The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 568:

“Are you going to the hospital?” Nate asked, his deep voice steady.

Corrine nodded.

“Yes, I have to go.”

“Then eat something first,” he said simply.

She nodded again and slipped out of bed.

An hour later, the two of them stepped out of the house, fingers intertwined. As they settled into the car, Corrine’s gaze drifted to Nate. The faint shadows beneath his eyes did not go unnoticed. Had he stayed up all night?

A quiet ache spread through her chest, her emotions tangled. He must have been worried about her mental state yesterday. He had likely kept watch over her, sacrificing his own rest.

Corrine’s eyes softened as she looked at him. Why was he always so considerate?

umbrella in hand. He had stepped into her life with force, unrelenting and

power and tenderness

drive was swift, and before she knew it, they had

of the car, she froze, her breath hitching at the

“Jacob?”

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softened, allowing a rare smile to break

“Miss Holland.”

Jacob. A cold glint flickered beneath his gaze, sharp

stare was palpable, but Jacob remained unflinching. He met the glare head-on, his smile deepening ever so slightly, carrying

time that Nate’s men had been shadowing him. Every step he took, every interaction he had, was under surveillance. But what did it matter? Even if

by Nate’s sudden arrival. His eyes dropped, settling on the ring adorning Corrine’s finger. Though the smile never left his lips, a shadow passed over his features,

asked, noting the subtle shift

smoothed as he offered

hospitalized. I came to check