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.

brought back memories of the previous night, sending a rush

ruffled blouse and pairing it with a light silk

and come down for breakfast,” he said, handing her the

but

of excitement, his brow furrowed. “Are

had held back the night before, careful not to hurt Corrine or scare her. The fear of overstepping had

throat, determined to

𝗢𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝘁 gᴀʟɴᴏᴠᴇʟꜱ﹒ᴄᴏᴍ

on Nate’s

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

Just before stepping out, he glanced back.

hurled

Corrine returned to her bedroom

had once jokingly compared her upcoming trip to the Independent Continent with Nate to an elopement. She hadn’t given it much thought