The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1162:

For a split second, amid the blinding headlights, Corrine thought she caught a glimpse of Nate’s familiar face, clear even in the chaos. Her eyes widened, and her face drained of color. Her heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible grip, making it hard to breathe.

Though the Rolls-Royce was fast, it seemed tiny next to the massive truck. The impact sent Corrine flying to the ground, shattering the tunnel’s light bulbs and sending sparks flying. In an instant, everything went dark. The air was thick with the smell of gasoline and a sharp metallic scent.

Corrine tried to push herself up, staring into the pitch-black void. “Nate…”

Corrine struggled to get up from the ground. Her body felt weak and out of her control.

Still, she pushed on, determined to reach the damaged Rolls-Royce as quickly as she could.

Then, her foot slipped, and she toppled forward, unable to stop herself.

She braced for the impact, but instead, she collided with a warm, solid chest. “It’s me,” a low, magnetic voice whispered in her ear, sending a jolt through her whole body.

thinking, Corrine reached out toward the

heat, hearing

started pouring down her face without

her sobs, like a bird that had been

settled in his chest. His hand softly ran up

voice was low and calming, like

this, Corrine froze. Slowly, she pulled away from Nate’s embrace and tried to make out his face in

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eyes, dark and intense, sparkled like distant stars. They weren’t blindingly bright, but they

curled nervously, and her throat

Was it him?

her

opened her mouth, gathering the strength