The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 991:

She glanced toward the trash can, and couldn’t help but shake her head, quietly conceding that men truly lost all control once they got a taste.

Nate entered the bedroom just as Corrine was adjusting the neckline of her nightgown, her gaze focused on the faint hickeys marring her collarbone.

The sound of the door opening caught her attention. She lifted her eyes and met his in the mirror.

She was dressed in a soft pink nightgown, the delicate fabric complementing her porcelain skin and accentuating the slender curve of her collarbone.

Desire flickered in Nate’s eyes the moment he noticed the marks.

Sensing the shift in his expression, Corrine felt a hint of unease. Without another word, she turned toward the wardrobe, hastily selecting an outfit for the day.

“I’ll choose for you,” Nate muttered. Before she could decide, he stepped forward, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her flush against his chest. His warmth seeped through the thin material of her gown.

back memories of the previous night, sending a rush of

reached into the wardrobe, retrieving a ruffled blouse and pairing it with a light silk scarf—the perfect cover for

handing her the clothes and

nodded but showed little

noticed her lack of excitement, his

not to hurt Corrine or

determined to sound

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Nate’s lips. “So, not

had walked straight into his trap, Corrine flushed with embarrassment and shoved him away. “Get out! I need to

strolled toward the door. Just before stepping out, he glanced back. “I’ve already seen every inch of

grabbed the nearest slipper and hurled

breakfast, Corrine returned to her bedroom to

her upcoming trip to the Independent Continent with Nate to an elopement. She hadn’t given it