The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1370:

Nate was seated in a sterile room, his shirt off while the doctor changed the dressing on his wounds.

Just then, his phone rang. Nate answered, and as he listened, the air grew heavier, colder—thick enough to choke on.

Matias and Saul stood by the door, watching him closely. Though no words were spoken, their expressions said enough. They exchanged glances and let out quiet sighs.

They didn’t need to ask. They already knew.

Only Corrine could rattle Nate like this.

He ended the call in silence and then slowly lowered the phone. His jaw clenched so tightly it looked as if it might crack. His eyes burned with something darker.

He squeezed the phone in his palm until his knuckles turned stark white.

She had said she was entitled to privacy. That outsiders had no place in her personal affairs.

was what he

An outsider.

cutting deeper than the last. His chest tightened, as if an invisible chain had wrapped around his heart and

the irritation on Nate’s face, Matias and Saul stiffened as if even

in human

been trying—and failing—to reach Corrine since the night before. She had a peculiar way of not bothering with explanations; she simply

even a whisper from

???????? ??

Nate was the reason Corrine shut him out, Vulture glanced at Nate coldly. But when he caught sight of Nate’s bleak expression, a flicker of satisfaction tugged at his lips. He couldn’t help but jab, “What’s with the long face this morning? You look like someone just broke your

trying to stay as invisible as

a Red Flame leader stood

could see Nate was barely holding it together, likely over Corrine, yet Vulture chose to pour salt into

only deepened Vulture’s irritation. He opened his mouth to speak when his phone

“Yeah? Who is this?”