The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1375:

“Corrine!” Nate’s voice snapped through the air—cold, laced with wounded fury. “I get that you’re angry, but do you even hear yourself? Do you know how cruel that sounds?”

She leveled him with a cold gaze. “Cruel? And what about you? You lied. You hid your plan, your injury. You got everyone else to keep it from me like I was some fragile idiot. Was that supposed to make you feel strong? Clever? Did it make you feel proud—turning me into the only one in the dark? I thought we were supposed to trust each other, Nate. I thought that’s what this was. But maybe I’m the only one who believed in that. If you think relationships are about hiding things from the person who cares most, then maybe I should start keeping secrets too.”

Trust doesn’t exist in isolation—it requires honesty from both sides. Without it, everything falls apart.

Now that she had said everything, the pressure inside her chest eased. Her lungs expanded freely again. For the first time in days, she could breathe.

“Rest up.”

She pulled away and turned to leave, but Nate yanked her back into his arms.

as he pulled her close, burying his face in

as if the ground had shifted beneath

a comforting blanket, and her heart fluttered in response, betraying the calm she tried

in reflex, her hands clenched into silent fists by her sides, revealing

of stillness, Nate’s low, cold voice drifted to her

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that pressed down on Corrine’s chest, leaving

that day, but this

had always lent him an air of authority, he had humbled himself before her again and again, as if

tension that rippled through her body. She remained silent, allowing the quiet