The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 600:

He was shielding her.

For years, Nate had kept women at a distance, yet now he was going out of his way to protect this one. How intriguing.

“Ms. Hopkins, where to now?” the driver asked cautiously from the front seat.

Andromache blinked, dragged from her thoughts. She leaned back, exhaling slowly, her voice languid.

“Take me to see my mother.”

After Andromache’s departure, the chill in Nate’s expression lingered. His grip on Corrine’s hand remained firm, his tension palpable.

Corrine’s gaze drifted to a black box on the table.

“What is that?”

Nate followed her line of sight.

“A gift from Andromache.”

curiosity glinting in her eyes. Nate studied her for a

next month

She sprang to her feet,

telling me this now? I haven’t even prepared

left. That was enough time to

lap with a firm tug. His dark eyes held a quiet intensity as he looked up at

𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓬𝓮:

already know what I

blinked, tilting her

what would that

there was an unspoken allure in the way she looked at him—a softness that stirred something deep inside him. A muscle in Nate’s jaw tightened. His arm curled around her waist, his

and it was not until Corrine’s lips tingled from the pressure that

thumb traced over her slightly swollen lips, his gaze dark and unreadable, as if he

closer. His breath was warm against her skin

not as a request, but as an unshakable truth. The faintest smirk

in a shallow