The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1374:

That name again—Mr. Hopkins. She spoke it like a shield, drawing a line between them, pushing him back.

As she brushed past him, Nate caught her arm. In one motion, he pulled her against him, wrapping his arms around her from behind.

His hold was tight—too tight. His arms desperately cinched around her waist, as if he could hold her still long enough to stop everything spinning.

“Corrine, I’m sorry,” he murmured in her ear. “Please… don’t be angry anymore, okay?”

His chin rested in the hollow of her neck, his breath brushing her skin, his words rasping like smoke. “Tell me what to do. I’ll do anything—just tell me how to make this right.”

The hoarseness of his voice curled into her ears, making them tingle.

was suffocating. She could barely breathe beneath the weight of his arms. She shifted, trying to wriggle free, but her

deep breath to steady herself. “Let go

stubborn and desperate, like a child throwing

Corrine’s natural aloofness, how much effort it took to thaw her

churned deep in his gut, heavier than anything

he wrestled with his thoughts, then finally murmured hoarsely near

you were afraid

“You always say you’re sorry, but you don’t even understand what you’re apologizing for.

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his skin—measured, detached, merciless, as

in his chest. “Then tell me,” he pleaded, voice low and ragged. “Tell me why

had hoped they were beyond this. That they could handle conflict with maturity. That their connection meant more