The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1595

Chapter 1595:

The room was dim, lit only by a soft nightlight in the corner.

She turned slightly to look at the man beside her, his features relaxed in sleep, devoid of the usual sternness. Yet he retained an air of authority—a lion feigning sleep, still radiating a presence too potent to ignore.

Reflecting on their earlier conversation, Corrine couldn’t shake the suspicion—maybe it was just her imagination—that Nate might know more than he let on. Yet…

If Nate truly knew something, he couldn’t possibly remain so indifferent. With this thought, Corrine felt a wave of relief wash over her, easing the anxiety that had tightened around her heart.

She studied his face for a moment, then leaned forward to leave a gentle kiss at the corner of his lips.

As she started to pull away, his hand suddenly clasped around her waist.

“Escaping after a secret kiss?”

gaze shot to

eyes remained closed, his grip not loosening but rather pulling her closer to his

her breath and quickly loosened his hold, retreating

against her back, and his voice, low and teasing, whispered, “The night is still young. Since sleep eludes us, let’s make the

made Corrine’s heart skip a beat. Her fingers tensed as she

cut short as he kissed her, sealing her half-spoken thoughts

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their suppressed longing into a fervor

energy waned and she drifted into

her, carrying her to the bathroom. He noticed the faint bruises and tiny needle

fingers moved lightly over her skin, tracing

her, he

began to apply it. She thought she

affection. He kissed her forehead softly, then settled down beside her, his breath evening out as he

Corrine awoke to a pervasive soreness, as though she had been through a relentless physical