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Chapter 1595

Chapter 1595:

The room was dim, lit only by a soft nightlight in the corner.

She turned slightly to look at the man beside her, his features relaxed in sleep, devoid of the usual sternness. Yet

he retained an air of authority—a lion feigning sleep, still radiating a presence too potent to ignore.

Reflecting on their earlier conversation, Corrine couldn't shake the suspicion—maybe it was just her imagination

—that Nate might know more than he let on. Yet...

If Nate truly knew something, he couldn't possibly remain so indifferent. With this thought, Corrine felt a wave of

relief wash over her, easing the anxiety that had tightened around her heart.

She studied his face for a moment, then leaned forward to leave a gentle kiss at the corner of his lips.

As she started to pull away, his hand suddenly clasped around her waist.

“Escaping after a secret kiss?”

Corrine’s gaze shot to his face, surprised.

Yet his eyes remained closed, his grip not loosening but rather pulling her closer to his chest.

She caught her breath and quickly loosened his hold, retreating to her pillow and closing her eyes, feigning

sleep.

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But no sooner had she shut her eyes than she felt his warm presence against her back, and his voice, low and

teasing, whispered, “The night is still young. Since sleep eludes us, let's make the most of it.”

His voice, playful yet seductive, made Corrine’s heart skip a beat. Her fingers tensed as she began to respond,

“Who said...”

Her words were cut short as he kissed her, sealing her half-spoken thoughts with his lips.

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Their reunion after days apart turned their suppressed longing into a fervor that was hard to control.

It was only after Corrine’s energy waned and she drifted into a deep sleep that Nate finally stopped.

He then gently lifted her, carrying her to the bathroom. He noticed the faint bruises and tiny needle marks on

her arms, his expression darkening with concern.

His fingers moved lightly over her skin, tracing each mark with deliberate care.

After quickly bathing her, he carried her back to bed.

He reached into the nightstand and retrieved a small jar of ointment—one he had already set aside for this

purpose. Slowly, gently, he began to apply it. She thought she was hiding something. He understood that. He'd

let her pretend. But once something is seen, it can’t be unseen.

After tending to her, Nate drew her into his arms, cradling her with a tenderness that spoke of deep affection. He

kissed her forehead softly, then settled down beside her, his breath evening out as he too succumbed to sleep.

The following morning, Corrine awoke to a pervasive soreness, as though she had been through a relentless

physical ordeal.

The room still carried the subtle aroma of the previous night's events.

She dressed swiftly and exited the

bedroom. Her legs felt like jelly, but

after sharing so magy@ohGWith

Nate, she Kadi&med to carry herself

with practiced grace, masking the

strain as if she hadn't spent the entire

night losing sleep—and composure.

She wondered if she should feel glad about this progress.

As she descended the staircase, she

spotted Nate by thew{siow, om

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At the sound of her approach, he hastily concluded his call.

He crossed the room quickly, his arm

finding its familiar place around her

waist. His eyes briefly @et Gerd,

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he suggested, “You look like you

could use more rest. You're late

anyway; why rush to work?" The

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