The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 583:

It was a simple question, yet it left Corrine feeling an acute sense of embarrassment.

“I’m giving you a way out.” Nate’s voice was cold, steady—each word landing like a quiet echo in the room.

Nate was not the tender, gentlemanly man she had imagined him to be. Once, he had entertained the dangerous notion of forcing her, keeping her bound to him, and ensuring she could never leave, no matter the cost.

But that dark thought had begun to wane, replaced by restraint. Because, despite everything, he could not bear to hurt her.

Nate had never been the kind of man who cared for women, nor did he understand the language of tenderness. It had never been in his nature. Yet for Corrine, he was willing to learn. He wanted to give her all the softness he could muster.

Corrine felt the weight of his words settle in her chest, cold and heavy. Her eyes shimmered with unspoken emotion as she stared at him, searching his face.

“So… you’re saying you’re giving me a chance to leave you?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Nate reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. His fingers lingered at the corner of her lips, his touch light but deliberate. A flicker of possessiveness gleamed in his eyes.

should forget that idea,” he

“Then why are you—”

barely grazing her temple. His warm breath stirred her hair, sending an involuntary shiver down her spine. His voice was quiet,

𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓴 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓮 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲

the side of me I have never shown anyone… and then decide if you still want

him, this was a

composed, yet every syllable carried weight. Corrine’s brows drew together,

to sleep,” Nate murmured, pulling

close, Corrine found sleep impossible. What part of himself had he kept hidden? What kind of man would she discover

a long time before her body

the curtains in soft golden streaks. It stretched across the floor, warm and unhurried,

at

her phone shattered the

reached for it blindly, pressing it to her ear.