The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 814:

Her fingers clutched his shirt tightly, her voice trembling with fear she could barely contain. “Tell me honestly… do you regret marrying me?”

Bruce’s brows knitted together. Her words struck a nerve, and the battle in his heart surrendered to guilt. He knew how much Leah had endured. She had been bending over backward to keep up with his world—enrolling in finance classes despite knowing nothing about business, all just to stand by his side. And yet, here she was, afraid she might lose him.

Regret twisted inside him like a knife when he thought about his earlier hesitation. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. “Regret? How could I? Even after those three years apart, you were the only woman I ever wanted to marry. Why would I regret it?”

“Really?” Leah asked instinctively, searching his eyes for truth.

Bruce nodded solemnly. “Really. Stop overthinking.”

and she melted into his

to silence the restless thoughts creeping into his mind. They were married now. That was the only certainty he needed. Besides, had Leah not arrived in time during that accident—shielding him with her frail body—he wouldn’t even be standing here

owed his life

he

your eye? I’ll get it

about the centerpiece of the event—the mysterious highlight item that the organizers had shrouded in secrecy. Even with the hall filled with eager guests, the organizers had kept their lips

her gaze, masking her excitement. Then, she lifted her eyes and smiled. “Bruce, you’re all I need. Nothing at this auction could mean

gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝒸𝓞𝓂, 𝑀𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈

college days surfaced like waves crashing onto a familiar shore. His heart softened. He reached out, brushing a thumb across her cheek, his voice laced with affection. “All these years, and you

curled into a gentle smile. “Once I give my heart to