The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182 Worried About

Me

Driven by a surge of curiosity, Corrine unlocked her phone and searched for Nate Hopkins.

Unsurprisingly, the screen displayed a blank page. “Sorry, no information related to Nate Hopkins is found.”

Corrine arched an eyebrow, a mischievous glint dancing in her eyes. “How intriguing.”

With a soft chuckle, she exited the page and opened her WhatsApp. Her conversation

with Nate was still open; the last message he had sent read, “Get some rest. Don’t worry about me.”

A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she sighed, sinking back into her bed.

So, this was what it felt like to miss someone.

The next morning, Corrine went to work as usual.

In the conference room, she rested her chin on one hand, her attention focused on a

department manager’s report.

Under her unwavering gaze, the manager grew visibly nervous, beads of cold sweat. appearing along his neck as he desperately tried to avoid any misstep.

Suddenly, her phone buzzed, breaking the tension.

She glanced at the screen and saw Nate’s name flashing.

Suppressing the smile that threatened to break free, she stood up and addressed the room. “Let’s pause here for today. We’ll pick this up tomorrow.”

A collective sigh of relief swept through the managers as they watched her exit.

Back in her office, Corrine answered the video call.

The moment Nate’s face appeared on the screen, it was as captivating as ever–striking,

magnetic.

“Didn’t sleep well last night?” Nate asked, his dark eyes meeting hers, noting the subtle dark circles under her eyes.

Corrine’s gaze faltered for a moment. Of course, she couldn’t admit that her sleepless night had been spent thinking about him.

“I had a bit to drink last night,” she said offhandedly. “Got a headache.”

“How’s your drinking tolerance?” Nate asked.

Her eyes twinkled with mischief. “Depends on who I’m drinking with,” she replied, at playful smile tugging at her lips.

Nate raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile curving on his face. “When I’m back, show me.”

“Haven’t you rested yet?” Corrine’s gaze softened as she noticed the weariness in his eyes. Her concern flickered. “Things not going smoothly?”

Nate, sitting on the sofa, stood up and reached for a glass of wine on the table. He took a measured sip, the tension in his body easing. “It’s a bit tricky.”

Her brow furrowed, concern deepening in her eyes. “Are you in danger?”

“Worried about me?” Nate teased, his lips lifting into a subtle grin. A flicker of light. danced in his dark eyes.

He stared at her through the screen, his intensity almost palpable, as if he could reach out and kiss her through the distance.

Corrine, momentarily lost in his gaze, felt a flutter in her chest. Nate noticed the effect. he had on her and allowed his smile to deepen, satisfaction rolling through him.

This was what he’d always wanted–to captivate her.

Her cheeks flushed under his gaze, and she cleared her throat, regaining composure.

“I’m just afraid you’ll break your promise.”

Nate’s smile softened as he understood the unspoken words. “I haven’t married

How could I leave this world?”

“Don’t talk about death,” Corrine quickly interjected.