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.

the glow as she stretched with a yawn—only to bump into warm skin behind her. Normally, Nate would have been long out of

brow faintly creased, she gently slid his arm off

is your

declarations from the night before still dominated online chatter. Now that people had some idea of who Nate was, speculation swirled around the identity of

sharing a kiss beneath the

by the time morning rolled around, her phone was already brimming with messages. WhatsApp notifications piled up, most of them digging into her

quiet, almost deliberately low-key. It hadn’t been for lack of effort on

everywhere, Karina jumped at the

still in bed? Must have

clicked on the first voice message, only

you and Nate go? What was the time

hard

was definitely asking

nonsense was this to

and trigger repeat instead. The teasing

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

That breathing…

stiff and slow, meeting Nate’s

up on one arm, lying on his side, watching her with that

Her smile came out tight,

leave, flipping the blanket back in one swift move. But before she could swing her legs over, Nate’s arm

at his lips. His voice dropped to a rich, deliberate drawl, laced with