The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1357:

“I know I’ve angered you by keeping secrets,” he admitted. “You can lash out or scold me, but please don’t hold it inside, and don’t say anything hurtful.”

Unbeknownst to anyone, Corrine’s composed words struck him like daggers to the heart, bleeding pain and turmoil.

Nate’s voice carried a hint of vulnerability that unintentionally evoked sympathy.

Corrine’s lips curved into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

“No, it’s actually your secrecy that made me realize the disparity between us…” she began, alluding to the difference in status and capability that made her feel inadequate beside him.

Before she could finish, Nate’s hand clamped onto the back of her neck, and his lips crashed against hers in a forceful kiss that stifled her words.

The kiss was fervent and commanding, laced with frustration. Corrine was unresponsive, as if disconnected from her senses, her body limp.

go, desperately searching for

soon, a

tensed, and he suddenly released

lips and the

keep you in the dark. Please, can’t you see that?” he pleaded, pressing his forehead to hers, his voice a mix of

fine sand slipping through his grasp—the harder Nate tried to hold on, the quicker she slipped away. Despite this, he held her tightly, his arms possessively enveloping her. His distinct, cool, woody scent was faintly tinged with the smell of

scent likely came from the physical struggle that had aggravated an earlier

unresponsive. She longed to voice her frustrations, to argue fiercely, but was it

tuned for more

No.

Nate had excluded her from his world, stripping away her right to

lost the privilege—it was a

sensing Nate’s grip loosen, Corrine

of your injuries,” she said softly, lifting