The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1623:

Corrine wasn’t sure what she felt for Jonathan. It wasn’t love—she was certain of that. But calling it friendship didn’t quite capture what it truly was. She simply knew one thing: she didn’t want to see him die.

Though her words were delivered with unnerving calm, they landed like quiet thunder in Jonathan’s heart. The ripples they stirred took a long time to fade. He stared at Corrine, his eyes fixed and unblinking, a storm of emotions surging beneath his calm façade.

After what felt like an eternity, his throat worked as he swallowed hard. “Corrine, is it possible that you have feelings for me?”

She blinked, stunned into silence. A part of her genuinely wanted to crack open his skull and inspect the inner workings of his brain—was he missing a screw?

Before she could even formulate a response, Nate’s vehicle rolled to a stop at the curb. Corrine wasted no time. She pulled open the door and slid inside without a backward glance.

place, a quiet smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he watched her disappear down

the entrance of the bar, Bleacher stepped out. He caught sight of his boss standing there

of this lovesick expression, there would be little left of his

He remained adrift in his

that he was beyond repair—a rotten core wrapped

kindness for the first time, he questioned it deeply. It had to be a trick, a trap. He tiptoed through it, waiting for the catch. Eventually, that cautious curiosity turned into

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and left him bleeding in

in this world would ever offer him genuine care again. But Corrine’s words just now—simple, perhaps even careless—had sparked something

dark and suddenly sensing sunlight brush against your skin.