The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1169:

It felt as though she had been cast into an endless tide, waves of sensation washing over her with unrelenting force. Her fingers curled against Nate’s back, holding on as if she might be swept away.

The dim lighting bathed the room in a golden glow, the thick night air filled with breathless whispers. Above them, the moon peeked timidly from behind the clouds before slipping into the shadows, as though too shy to witness the intense scene.

It was early morning, and the world was enveloped in silence. The sky, just beginning to brighten, heralded the retreat of night as dawn gently awakened the slumbering creatures.

The Hopkins estate lay shrouded in profound peace and tranquility.

A sliver of sunlight pierced through a narrow gap in the guest room curtains, casting a mosaic of light and shadow across the plush, expansive bed.

Corrine’s hair fanned out across the pillow, the corners of her eyes faintly reddened, exuding an unintentional charm. Traces of the previous night’s intimacy lingered on her skin.

initially concerned about Nate’s injuries and hadn’t anticipated his ability to

left Corrine feeling utterly

the silence that she finally opened her eyes

her fingers could grasp the device, a hand encircled

a little

urgency to rise, Corrine closed her eyes and slipped effortlessly back into sleep.

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Nate was gone.

out to touch the spot beside her. It was cold. He must have

Corrine surveyed the chaotic state of the room and the lingering scent of intimacy. A faint blush crept up her

herself in its warmth, and prepared to head to the

back onto the