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 words

a moment, he rested his forehead against hers, struggling to contain the fire within him. His gaze was intense, searching. “Why

met his

the confrontation they had faced the night before, sending a shiver of fear through him—one

to respond, he pressed on. “I’ve never seen you as weak. I can be your courage or your armor; whatever it is,

whatever burden fate threw

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silently for a

his eyes searched hers. “Why aren’t you

pressed her lips together and, after a long pause, finally spoke. “I was

gripped her chin, closing the space between them. “Are you sure it’s not something you’ve been

in Nate’s gaze made Corrine feel exposed, as