The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1379:

The injury, situated on his left chest, was stitched up tightly, the rows of stitches weaving together like a sinister centipede. The sight of it caused an inexplicable tightness in Corrine’s chest.

The wound had torn open once more, and blood was flowing freely—a raw, distressing sight that made her heart clench.

It felt as if something cold had gripped her heart, causing her breath to catch, her eyes threatening to betray her emotions.

Steeling herself, she took a deep breath and then reached for the antiseptic to clean the gaping wound.

“This might sting a bit,” she warned, her voice barely a whisper, betraying a slight tremor despite her best efforts to stay composed. Once she finished, Corrine wrapped the gauze around him in silence. Her lips were pressed tightly together, but her eyes told a story of pain too deep to articulate.

With her voice barely above a murmur, her words laced with concern, she said, “Your wound keeps reopening. You need to be more careful, or else… hmm.”

her, silencing her words

him. His gaze was intense, searching. “Why do you think you only deserve to hide behind me, unworthy of standing by my

met his

night before, sending a shiver

he pressed on. “I’ve never seen you as weak. I can be your courage or

whatever

𝗣𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘁 𝗀ⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀꞉ⅽ𝗈𝗆

him silently for a long

his eyes

pause, finally spoke. “I was just speaking

you sure it’s

Nate’s gaze made Corrine feel exposed, as if he could see deep into her soul with nowhere left