LittleNovelChapter 382: While they were talking, Matias, clad in a sharp suit, walked up to them.
He paused respectfully before them and said, "Miss Holland, Miss Brooks." Karina turned to Matias, puzzled.
"Have we met before?" She couldn't recall ever meeting the man standing before her.
Matias responded, "I'm familiar with you through Miss Holland." This indicated he knew her because of his connection to Corrine.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCorrine quirked an eyebrow.
"What brings you here?" "I was sent by Mr. Hopkins to pick you up," Matias explained.
He stepped aside as a sleek black Rolls-Royce Phantom cinto view. The car door swung open, and a man emerged, his long legs and regal posture marking his approach.
Standing before them, his well-defined features and dignified aura resembled a sculpted figure, radiating a noble charm.
His silent presence alone was enough to capture everyone's attention and respect.
Karina, observing him, couldn't help but think that he completely overshadowed Bruce, who paled in comparison.
As Corrine approached Nate with a radiant smile, her eyes shimmered softly. Before she had a chance to speak, Nate drew her close, his arm encircling her waist.
"Does your hand hurt?" His voice was both deep and soothing. Corrine shook her head, dismissing any concern.
"Hurt? No, not at all." "Every action has its consequences; you slapped her, so surely your hand must have hurt? You're just accustomed to bearing everything alone," Nate said, as he gently rubbed her hand.
"Now, you don't have to be so strong; I'm here." A wave of emotions washed over Corrine.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNate had a knack for reaching her most sensitive emotions with ease. Corrine bit her lip, striving to keep her voice even.
"What brings you here so soon? Weren't you supposed to return next week?" She had resigned herself to a few more days without him.
"Don't you want to see me?" Nate asked, raising an eyebrow playfully, his eyes twinkling with warmth and amusement.
"I wish you were always with me," Corrine responded.
As she spoke, Nate's gaze darkened, swirling with mystery and intensity vel like the deep night sea.
Observing him closely, Corrine noticed the redness in his eyes and the subtle shadows beneath them, signs of fatigue. With a gentle touch to his face, she expressed her concern.
"You look so tired." Nate caught her sheeko hand, pressing it to his cheek m warmth. His throat Savoring the moved slightly as he admitted, "A little." "Let's head home," Corrine suggested, taking his hand and leading him toward the car.
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