The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1377:

She gently pulled his hand from her cheek, unbuttoning his shirt with practiced care, though her frown deepened as she saw the blood continuing to soak through the bandages.

“Does it hurt?”

“It doesn’t,” Nate replied, watching her carefully as he tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, his fingers grazing her earlobe.

The soft touch sent a jolt of warmth through her, but she swatted his hand away with feigned anger. “Nonsense! How could it not hurt?” Though time was said to heal all wounds, Nate’s injuries were far from minor, and she knew they required more than just patience.

She guided him carefully toward her bedroom, settling him on the sofa as gently as possible.

“Where are Matias and Saul?” she asked, her voice filled with both concern and quiet urgency, as she removed his shirt.

Nate hesitated, his gaze thoughtful. Seeing his silence, Corrine chuckled, her voice laced with a touch of humor. “In your current condition, they wouldn’t have let you out alone.”

clever for your own good,” he sighed, affection clear

pursing

instincts told her that, given their unwavering presence, they had brought medical supplies. She knew the hotel’s first aid kit wouldn’t be enough to tend

the adjacent suite,” Nate finally

before she could take a step, Nate’s hand shot out, grasping hers with sudden force,

𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙

To avoid colliding with his chest, she braced her arm

balance, Nate’s other hand cradled her

thickened with charged intensity, as if everything left unsaid

sofa as she found herself kneeling before him,

slipped beneath

blouse, the warmth of his palm sending a jolt of awareness through her,