The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1679:

Crossing the street, they passed a car parked at the curb. Inside, Bruce sat, watching them walk side by side, fingers intertwined. His eyes drifted to the drones still hovering above them. A sourness built in his throat, spreading bitterly across his tongue and making his hands shake.

In his memories, Corrine had always maintained a reserved demeanor. She had always been distant—like a flower blooming in solitude, admired from afar but never touched.

But now, here she was, openly professing her love for Nate.

Bruce found himself pondering what could have been. If there had been no rift between him and Corrine, if he had chosen her over Leah, where might they have stood today? Would he be the one holding Corrine’s hand right now? Would her confession of love tonight have been meant for him?

If he hadn’t left Corrine, perhaps they could have been enjoying happiness together. The Ashton Group wouldn’t be caught in its current crisis, and the family’s rise in status wouldn’t have felt like a brief spark that quickly faded. But life didn’t work that way. It didn’t offer second chances. It forced people to live with the weight of their wrong choices, dragging behind them nothing but regret and bitterness.

His memories with Corrine felt like a distant dream. Now that the dream had ended, he was left empty-handed.

weighing on him,

expression and, after a pause, ventured

hospital, a worried look crossed Bruce’s

in a deep slumber, and on the rare occasions he was awake, his mind seemed clouded. Sometimes he was lucid, sometimes confused. This left Bruce splitting his time between business meetings and hospital

𝓵α𝓽𝓔𝓼𝓉 с𝖍𝖆ρ𝗍𝓮𝗋𝓈 𝗀α𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝖑𝘀﹒ⅽ𝗈𝗆

had become more drained than he would after a full week of

a bar nearby,” Bruce

The assistant nodded. “Alright.”

Corrine and Nate continued their dinner, enveloped in a tranquil

drifting their way more frequently. Many patrons were now silently regretting their earlier question about the woman named