The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 1683:

Still stunned, a warmth stirred inside her—the feeling of being deeply cherished. Now she truly understood what it felt like to be caught off guard by love.

“I was sure my surprise would leave you speechless,” Nate murmured, slipping his fingers between hers. “But after what you did, I started second-guessing myself. Roses speak in more than just colors. Each one says something I’ve been wanting to tell you. So I brought them all home.”

Corrine turned to him, her eyes bright with delight. “No wonder I couldn’t find any roses today. You bought the whole city’s supply.” She had planned to buy him a bouquet, but the florist had told her they were sold out early that morning.

“Now, every single one of them is yours,” Nate said.

Corrine arched an eyebrow, playfully. “Just the roses?”

“I’m yours too.”

“Roses bloom for a season. Do you come with an expiration date?”

“How about a lifetime?”

That night, there was no passionate whirlwind—just the quiet comfort of two hearts resting close, wrapped in each other’s presence. Nate pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, his voice low and tender.

“Goodnight, my love.”

“Goodnight.”

The next morning, sunlight sifted through the thick canopy outside, slipping between the curtains and painting shifting patches of light across the plush carpet.

to bump into warm skin behind her. Normally, Nate would have been long out of bed

asleep, brow faintly creased, she gently slid

is your update

still dominated online chatter. Now that people had some idea of who

sharing a kiss beneath the tower. The image was unfocused, but the filter over it bathed everything in

flew about Corrine’s identity—and all that buzz dragged a spotlight her way. So, by the time morning rolled around, her phone was already brimming with messages. WhatsApp notifications piled up, most of them digging into

engagement to Nate had been quiet, almost deliberately low-key. It hadn’t been

now, with curious eyes everywhere, Karina jumped

high and you’re still in bed? Must have been a

first voice message, only

and Nate go? What was

twitched hard

was definitely asking

of nonsense was this to

jabbed at the pause button—only for her finger to misfire and trigger repeat instead. The teasing echoed again, a light static

curled her toes under the blanket, her lips pressed into a firm line as she shoved her phone

That breathing…

turned, stiff and slow, meeting Nate’s dark

arm, lying on his side, watching her with that smirking glint in

throat bobbed. Her smile came out

flipping the blanket back in one swift move. But before she could swing her legs over, Nate’s arm hooked around her waist and pulled her

at his lips. His voice dropped to a rich, deliberate drawl, laced with playful seduction. “Any plans on