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The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 566
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Chapter 566: Her long lashes clung together, damp with tears, her eyes shimmering with raw emotion. A sharp ache coiled in Nate's chest, tightening like an unseen fist around his heart.

He brushed away the damp strands of hair clinging to her face, his fingertips grazing her cheek as he wiped away the lingering tears.

"What happened?" His voice was low, gentle.

Corrine swallowed hard, her voice barely above a whisper.

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"I had a nightmare." Nate's grip on her tightened. He pressed a lingering kiss to her temple, his lips warm against her skin.

"Tell me." For a moment, she hesitated, as if saying the words might make them real. Then, she leaned into him, her breath ghosting against his chest.

"I dreamed that you did not wantanymore." A cold, lonely darkness had swallowed her whole in that dream. All she felt was the vast, empty void of being abandoned.

Nate's expression darkened, his hold on her unyielding.

"That will never happen." His voice was steady, unwavering. He cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing along her jaw.

"That will never happen." galnovs.com, where stories thrive She exhaled softly as he pulled her back into bed, cradling her against him. His hand moved in slow, rhythmic strokes along her shoulder, a silent reassurance that he was there, that she was safe.

Corrine shifted slightly, her fingers tracing idle patterns against his chest.

"Nate... let's talk for a while." A faint smile played at his lips, exhaustion flickering in his eyes, yet he indulged her without hesitation.

"What do you want to talk about?" She hesitated, her thoughts drifting.

"Anything." Silence stretched between them, comfortable, unhurried. Then, Nate's voice came, lower now, edged with something unreadable.

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"Have you finalized your schedule for the trip to Independent Continent?" The rough timbre of his voice sent an unexpected shiver through her.

"I think I will wait until after the trial in two weeks," she said, uncertainty flickering across her face.

Corrine was worried about Jolene.

Jolene was unpredictable. She never cared about how people perceived her, nor did she feel the need to explain herself when misunderstandings arose. Nate studied her carefully.

"Once you decide on a date, letknow."

She nodded, then exhaled slowly, her voice turning thoughtful. The conte istom novelenglish.net!

"Do you think they will treatlike an outsider when I go to Independent e Continent? Rumor had it that outsiders were prohibited.