The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 995:

Before he could protest, Carl and Waldo shot him a glare. “Watch your words!”

After all, Corrine had just escaped the brink of death, and they didn’t want to hear any mention of it.

“Corrine, are you hungry?” Carl asked, his stern demeanor softening with grandfatherly concern.

Corrine shook her head. “How long was I out?”

The room fell silent, the weight of the question settling in.

The Ford men seemed to share an unspoken understanding, and Jayden’s voice came out hoarsely, as if a heavy burden weighed on his chest. “Three days.”noveldrama

Those three days felt like an eternity. Especially when the doctors had warned that Corrine might never wake. The world seemed to crumble around them, but she had pulled through.

As Corrine gazed out at the night sky, her thoughts turned to Nate. Three days… She wondered what he was doing, how he was holding up.

Jules seemed to sense her thoughts. “With all these people around, it might disturb Corrine’s rest. Everyone should leave now. I’ll stay tonight.”

“Good idea,” Jayden agreed, nodding. “Dad, let me take you home to rest.”

At his age, Carl needed to avoid further strain.

Carl hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Very well.”

“I’ll see you all out,” Jules said, leading the group from the room.

With everyone gone, the hospital room felt emptier, quieter.

Moments later, the door creaked open unexpectedly.

“Back so soon…” Corrine murmured, lifting her gaze. Her words faltered when she saw Nate standing there. She stared at him, disbelief washing over her. “You…”

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Before she could say another word, Nate wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.

His grip was tight, almost desperate, as if he wanted to fuse her into his very being.

Feeling him tremble ever so slightly, Corrine raised her hand to caress his back. “I’m sorry for worrying you,” she whispered softly.

“Let me hold you for a bit,” Nate murmured.

His head rested against the curve of Corrine’s neck, his breath warm and light against her skin. She didn’t pull away. Instead, she allowed him to stay close.

Her fingers softly traced his back, and she asked in a quiet voice, “What about holding me forever?”

Nate’s eyes shifted to hers, his gaze intense. “You said it.”

“I said…”

Before Corrine could finish, a chill ran through her fingers.

In the faint glow of the room, a large diamond ring gleamed brightly.

The platinum band held a square-cut diamond, flawless and as clear as crystal, catching the light in a way that made it shine like a masterpiece.

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